Cora-isms

We're playing catch-up today with photos from the last week or two. At top, Stace monkeying around (what else could I say about that one?) at the little playground near our house.

Next is Cora playing with her new tricycle, a gift from Nan and Pop. She likes to steer, but that often means we run into things.

And then comes Cora, her face decorated with candle wax. Yes, candle wax. She found my small collection of unopened smelly candles, and had a lot of fun smelling them and playing with them. Among them was one tiny jar candle, which she decided to test out on her face. I guess she wanted to smell better!

And, in that same vein, I had a manicure a couple of weeks ago, for the first time in a long time. Cora immediately noticed my nails when I got home, pointing to them and noting their pink color. She then pointed to her own fingernails and asked, "Dora pink nail?" Not yet, sweetheart!

A few more Cora-isms: I was reading her a children's pop-up book of Bible stories, and one related Jesus telling Peter to follow Him. Cora then said, "Dora follow Jesus? ("Dora fo Jee?") That made me smile, of course! The next story was about Jesus being alive after the resurrection. Cora heard me say the word "alive" and started roaring. I guess she heard me say that Jesus was a lion.

A couple of nights ago, Cora was in her high chair and she watched me hold some pants up to my waist that I had just hemmed. She said, "No fit Mummy." Thanks!

At that moment, she was having a cereal bar for a snack, while I had was also in the process of reorganizing part of the pantry. She spotted a little package of pretzel sticks-with-cheese-product (Yes, I do generally keep her away from that stuff...). She said, "All done fruit bar. Dora like cheese!" She was really on a roll.

It's a lot easier now that Cora is old enough to explain things to, at least sometimes. On Tuesday we went to Burbank to visit with my dear friend Melanie. When she woke up, she asked if we were going to the park to see the babies - her phrase that means, "Stroller Strides." I told her no, that we were going to the Burbank Mall to play in the play area. She kept repeating, "Burbank mall, play area," and was very patient during our car ride.