It was about two years ago that I gave you the first
installment of the (very popular) series, "A Day in the Life of Cora."
Now that our dearest is well into her 2's, I thought it high time to continue with another episode. (Note: if you are not a direct grandparent or aunt/uncle to Cora, you may want to skip this post. And, if you are actually interested enough to desire larger photos, just click the photo and it should open in a large format.)
8:20 - I enter Cora's room to find her lying on her back, wide awake, staring up at her toy cabinet. "I need yellow bird up high," she says, and quickly adds, "I need Elmo." I get her the "needed" bird and bring her into the kitchen.
I ask her if she wants baked oatmeal "cake" for breakfast, but she turns it down. "I want just oatmeal (o-ee-ah). I do want strawberries (staw-be-ah)."
Immediately after I note how nicely she is cradling the yellow bird in her arms, she throws the bird down. "I drop you," she says with glee. "It flew away. It upside down."
Cora eats her oatmeal, and we then get her diaper and clothes changed.

9:15 - Elissa and Harvey come over, and we get ready to take a bike ride. The toddlers first investigate Cora's "lights and sounds" Percy train, with us moms encouraging each of them to share with the other. We manage to leave the train on the counter and get the kids settled in the trailer in the garage.
We take the paseos to the mall and have a drink and snack at the Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf. The kids do remarkably well - the four of us have been to coffee shops before, last summer, and never could stay very long, but this time they are old enough to handle a longer outing. Cora draws on my notebook. Only once did she end up on the floor crying and kicking, and that lasted just a few seconds.

11:00 - We get the kids back in the trailer, and this time it takes a lot of negotiating with Cora to get her to wear her bike helmet. On our ride back, we make a stop at the park. Cora loves riding on the seesaw with Harvey.
12:00 - We leave the park. Cora amazes me with her willingness to go home.
12:30 Back home, Elissa and Harvey get ready to go back to their house when Cora tangles with my bike. The bike won, leaving her with a decent bruise on her forehead. Her "boo boo" fish, a frozen Nemo fish toy designed for such occasions, does the trick in helping her forget her pain. (In the photo, note the beautifully blooming apricot tree!)

Time for a diaper change and lunch - tortillas with cheese, leftover taco meat and an apple.
1:30 Then, a book and naptime

1:45 - I overhear Cora saying, "Mummy, where are you?" She wasn't really looking for me, just practicing a phrase she's picked up in the last couple of weeks. Just for fun, I peek into her room to better hear her chattering. She's sitting up in bed playing with her beloved yellow blanket. "Cover up feet," she says. "Cover up book. Cover up bird. Bird go night night."
She plays until falling asleep about 2:15.
By the time she wakes up at 4:15, Daddy has come home and is watching a war movie in the living room, which is next door to her room.
When I enter her room, she says, "I hear T.V. Daddy watch T.V.? T.V. loud." We have a conversation about this, with me telling her that Daddy is watching something for daddies, and that I'll play with her in the play room. She keeps repeating parts of this conversation.

4:40 - I make Cora a strawberry/banana smoothie and we go play in the tent. Well, she plays and I bring the grocery sale ads.
Stace finishes his movie and I leave to make a quick grocery run and pick up a pizza for dinner. (I really do make dinner most nights, but he's been asking for a "store bought" Hawaiian pizza and I found a 50% off coupon.)
Stace and Cora plant a little flower seed thing... and then play outside with Cora's tricycle.

Apparently the day's second run-in with a bike was much gentler than the first.

6:30 - When I get home with dinner, she chooses to eat while still wearing her helmet.
While we finish eating, Stace has Cora count to 20 - she does pretty good, missing only 12 and 13. They then sing the ABC's, which starts a discussion about whether the final letter is pronounced "zee" or "zed." Cora agrees with me, which leads Stace to ask, in an exasperated tone, "Who do you believe, an engineer or a stay at home mum?"
Cora says loudly, "Stay home mum!"
We all laugh. Does she really have an idea about what she's saying? Stace repeats the question with "housewife" and "homemaker," and each time she gives the "Lisa" answer. I love this girl!
When we bring in the dishes, Cora wants to play with the new remote control for our dining room light/fan. I say no, and she has an impressive fit.
7:30 - Then I do the dishes, and Cora hangs out behind me, jumping and talking. She turns her attention to sweeping with the broom I had used earlier in the day. Then the broom is lying on the floor, and she is jumping over it, back and forth.
8 - Cora goes into the living room and plays with the phone. She picks it up and says something like, "Hello, Nanny. Hello, Pop. I go park, I slide, I swing. Good bye!" She hangs up, and then repeats the whole thing several times.

8:30 - I get Cora ready for bed, and find a chore she is now old enough to help with: emptying the trash from her room into the kitchen trash. (Cora also tries to help put her clothes away into her drawers, which usually means a mixture of tops, bottoms and pjs are all squashed into the bottom drawer.)
9 - Cora is in bed, with her water, her yellow blanket, and her yellow pillow. She's had her two favorite nighttime books read, said many of the words along with me, and said "Amen" after her bedtime prayers.
9:15 - I'm sitting at the kitchen table, and Cora is still chattering. I overhear, "I need Elmo, Mummy. I need Elmo up high." She repeats this four or five times.
Within a few minutes, she's asleep.