Ding dong!

Daisy has a new thing she does, and I first noticed it over Thanksgiving, when we were visiting our family in Fort Bragg. If the play with her two-and-a-half-year-old cousin Hannah got too rough in some way (and I should add that in general, she was totally delighted by Hannah and has been more physically active and walking more since this trip), Daisy would start shouting, "Ding dong! Ding dong!" like she was sounding an emergency alarm and needed to be rescued. I didn't think anything of it at first, but then she did it again under similar circumstances, and she's been doing it since we've been home. Mark reported that when he turned on the blowdryer (she hates its sound and the sound of the vacuum cleaner), she started crying and yelling, "Ding dong! Ding dong!" And today when I tried to give her a nap and she clearly didn't want it, again, "Ding dong!"

It is so funny. I wonder where she got this idea. It is oddly appropriate... like sounding a bell or an alarm to alert people that an undesirable situation is occurring. You know, we should really all start doing this. It is so simple, yet so evocative. It would be so nice to scream out "Ding dong!" and then be rescued from whatever life situation was happening that one wanted out of. Yeah.