Let there be light!

Dean and Jenny are here!
Cora loves spending time with her aunt and uncle, and they are enjoying her and enjoying soaking up the sun.
Today we met Stace for lunch at Chipotle, a piece of SoCal we now feel is a must-eat for English visitors. We stopped at Bridgeport, the manmade lake, for a walk afterwards, and visited the ducks, geese and turtles.
The next photo shows Cora eating her dinner sitting at the dinner table, in a booster seat. It's a big step, especially in our family, as we still put Cora to bed in her crib, change her diapers on her changing table and have her rear-facing in her car seat for safety reasons. Since she has been happy in her high chair, and I've appreciated the convenience, we didn't make the switch. But, tonight, she asked to sit at the table and how could we refuse?
Then we have Cora playing with Jen in the playroom, with her new puzzle that Nan and Pop sent over. Thanks! Every time Jen sits down, Cora brings her a book to read. I'm so spoiled when we have family staying with us!
We're also spoiled to have the hard-working Dean on duty. Stace has been at work this week, but they have installed a fan in the dining room (see photo) and the new over-the-stove microwave in the kitchen. It is such a great improvement to have a main light in our dining room! One of those things you don't really appreciate until you don't have it. It took a lot of work to get it wired in, because there is no loft or crawl space above the vaulted ceiling. But, it's in perfectly and we have a remote control to work the light and fan.
Stace will now be taking a four-day weekend, so we will have some fun now, around the house projects. (On tap next are three more ceiling fans! They all need to be wired in properly to the wall light switch, and Dean is a qualified electrician in addition to his car mechanic skills, so that's why we're tackling that set of projects while he's here.)

On the Cora front, her favorite phrase of the moment seems to be, "This hurts," or "It hurts." She says it multiple times a day, pointing to some body part or another. Ninety percent of the time, I can find no discernible cause for her "pain," so I've started humoring her about it.
She also (unfortunately) has picked up the phrase, "It's mine!"
She has become very good at naming her colors, and today I caught her counting to 20, minus one or two of the "teens." She loves running in circles ("I run sudu, Mummy!!!!") and spinning.
On Saturday, we plan to make our first family trip to Disneyland. Wish us luck!