Cohen Sings Christmas Classics

Christmas Cowboy

Cohen is ready to saddle up and ride.

I like this pig

Tonight the kids and I were watching a new video (new to us) about an animal teaching kids prayers for each letter of the alphabet.  It was very sesame street-esque.  Well, as we watched the main character, Cora talked about how much she liked him.  She said things like "I like this pig."  "I like that he's the color purple."  "He's a nice pig."  Finally, I couldn't take it any longer and said "Cora, he's an Aardvark."  
"Well, he's a good pig."

A 4-year-old's Christmas prayer

Today we have been cleaning house and talking about getting our home ready for Christmas.  We read a story and talked about Jesus' birth and about Mary and "Joefoss" (courtesy of Cohen).  Since I mentioned Christmas, Cora has been saying "Let's get our Christmas tree out and put it up."  I explained to her that we needed to wait for Daddy because Christmas time is special to him, too.  I didn't see what was coming next.  Cora said "Mommy, did you know some children don't have homes to celebrate Christmas in?  Isn't that sad?  We need to pray that Jesus will give them a family that they can celebrate Christmas with and a home to put up a Christmas tree."  

"Cora, that sounds like a good idea.  Why don't you pray for them?"
So, she bowed her head and said "Dear Jesus, please help the little children who don't have homes to get a home and a mommy and daddy to love them.  And help them to celebrate Christmas.  And help them to be respectful and help them put up a Christmas tree.  In Jesus name I pray Amen."

A child will be born to us

Cora and the other preschoolers at our church are learning some of the scripture about Jesus birth to recite in the Christmas program.  We were practicing the first couple of lines the other night and I think Cora got a little confused.  "A child will be born to us.  A Son will be given to us....Mommy, are you going to have another baby?"  She was convinced the rest of the night that she was going to have another little brother or sister.  I think she still is expecting to have another sibling...We're not.

Away in A Manger Cora-style

Tonight, the kids and I read some Christmas stories.  Yes, I know Thanksgivin' (Cora calls it that) isn't here yet, but I'm ready for Christmas anyway.  So, we read a couple of stories about Jesus' birth and then Cora serenaded us with "Away in a Manger."  She sang the first verse beautifully and then added a tag that was a little different...

"The cows were there to see the baby,

And the sheep,

And Bob, too.

The shepherds and the angel were there to see the baby,

And Mary,

And Joseph,

And Bob, too."

Can you guess what style of Christmas story we read tonight?

Halloween Pics

What was that again?

Earlier, Cora and I were in Wal Mart (Heather, we almost took a picture for ya---ask me later) and Cora saw something that caught her eye.  She pointed up and said "Look, Mommy, its a ----- (and proceeded to say a word I didn't expect her to know and never want to hear from her mouth again.)  I looked to see what she was pointing at as I tried to compose myself.  She said it again "its a -----" and a few people looked and giggled.  I was mortified but had the shock giggles, too.  I quickly walked her away from where we were and explained that she shouldn't say what she'd been saying.  She had no idea she was actually cussing and only thought she was saying a word she already knew, in a funny way by replacing the beginning sound. When she realized it was inappropriate, she stopped.  

I can easily say I know she didn't hear that word from me and know that she was saying it innocently, but I do have to keep a guard on my lips around her and it is not always easy.  Once when she was tiny, I was driving somewhere and another driver wasn't paying attention and pulled out in front of me.  I yelled "Crazy lady!" and from the back seat a tiny voice piped up "Cady lady!"  I knew then how quickly children pick up words from us and how closely they watch us. In our home, butt, crap, stupid and shoot are cuss words.  My kids know not to say these words.  Today was a flashing light to me that I must continue to guard MY mouth and be careful of what I listen to because young ears are listening.  I beg you to do the same.

'Hear Somefin! '

While we don't live in the center of New York City, we have quite a few sounds that surround our home in the evening.  Neighbors' dogs barking, redneck neighbors revving their engines at 11p.m., occasional party crowds, train whistles, and because we live close to an expressway, sirens (police, fire engines, and ambulances).  

Cohen tickles me whenever he hears something unusual to his routine.  Suddenly his eyes get really wide, his mouth drops open and he says "Hear somefin!"  Then, we wait quietly as he tries to recognize what's making the sound.  The other night this happened.  The sound was a fire engine, or police car most likely.  He looked surprised for a minute and said "Fire engine!" and then completely regained his usual composure and plainly stated "Its on tivo'd".  

Just in case you didn't see it on facebook

The quote of the day in our house is actually scripture---although Cora tweaked it a little bit. 
Tonight she sang  "Romans 16:19 says 'Be accident at what is good. Be innocent of Egypt'". She proceeded to sing a little bit more of it before I lost it saying "and the God of peace will soon crush the station" or maybe it was "spaceship", either way, I'll be teaching her what it REALLY says---The God of peace will soon crush SATAN! underneath His feet!  

Actually, after the day we've had, I really needed to hear that verse from her tonight.  She has had a very hard day---being quite the sassy, defiant one.  My mom says she's testing me to see who's boss.  Well, I think its me and she thinks its her but now that I've heard that verse, it's definitely GOD.  And she and I are going to be learning what that really means together.  

Pancakes

We had pancakes for supper the other night.  Our kids love dip---any kind---so we poured some syrup in ramakins for them to dip them in.  As Cohen sat down to dinner, he noticed the ramakin on his plate and immediately picked it up and started drinking the syrup!  (Not juice, Cohen! Not juice!)  

Really?

5:45 a.m.  Cohen wakes up. "Mommy!"  Tiptoes into our room "Mommy!"  I jump out of bed and rush out, closing the door,so at least one of us can get some inkling of sleep.  

"Go back to bed, Cohen." I steer him toward his room.  He stops by the bathroom.  

"Can I go potty?"

Really, Cohen?  I don't think I can sit in the bathroom and wait 10 minutes for him to possibly not even go.  
"Go to bed, Cohen."
More persistent "Can I go pottyyyyyy?"

We go in.  I open the linen closet and pull his seat from its hook on the door, place it on the potty, place him on it---oh yes, removed the diaper.  He sits for two seconds and pottying ACTUALLY ensues.  A few seconds later "Done!"

I lift him off the potty, send him back to his room, grab diaper, put it on him and put him back in bed.  "Good night" I tell him as I cover him up and tiptoe back to my own somewhat comfy bed. 

10 minutes later 
"Mommy!"

I jump out of bed, run out of the room, shut the door and find him in the living room. 
"Hear somefin' ."

I don't hear anything.

"Come on, Cohen. It's not time to get up.  Let's go back to bed."

I usher him to his room and help him into bed once again.  

Lightning McQueen comforter swallows him up and I tiptoe out again, closing the door behind me. 

10 minutes later...

"Mommy!"
Zoom! Zoom! Zoom!

 
"HEAR somefin.."

"Cohen, I don't hear anything.  Let's go back to bed."
He stops by the bathroom again. 
"Can I go poopy in the potty?"

REALLY???

(I bypassed/vetoed this option. I was 99% positive it wasn't going to happen.)

Back to bed for Cohen.  Back to bed for me.

10 minutes later...

We're both up for the day.  Sesame Street is on.  I'm blogging and about to get ready for work. 

Cora sleeps in.

silly faces

monkeys in a basket

4 year old perspective

Last night we spent some quality time with the family at the park.  The kids played on the playgrounds for awhile and then we took a nice walk along the river.  Actually, Cora and Cohen took a nice RUN along the river and Geron and I had a somewhat relaxing walk.  As we left the park, we decided to take the long way home and saw the most beautiful harvest moon, a pretty orange shade and it even had a 'face' smiling at us.  Geron asked if I knew what made the moon look the way it did.  I took astronomy in college and barely passed.  I studied hard enough to ace the final only so I could barely get by the full-course with a C.  That being said, I don't remember much about why the moon looked orange.   Cora piped up from the back seat, though, on why the moon was high in the sky and I thought it was too cute not to post.  

"When the sun goes down and the trees get black, that when the moon goes high up in the sky."  (Being a bit artistic, I love the way she noticed that the trees look black in the moonlight.)

Introspective

I debated whether posting this as it incriminates oneself, but if I must, I must. 

Last night, Cohen was playing in the floor of the living room.  One was on the way to the bathroom with a bit of an upset stomach.  One let out a brief, yet resonant sound from one's bottom as one passed said child.  In an instant, Cohen, still playing, said "I smell gas."  One preceded to the bathroom and erupted into laughter.

The Art of Conversation

Coffee Talk with Cohen, this a.m.:

Cohen woke up and walked into the living room.  First words out of his mouth were

 "Can I watch a movie?"

(I know, it shows that I'm not very creative in my morning entertainment for him while I'm trying to get ready for work, but it keeps him quiet while Daddy and Cora catch their few remaining morning z's.) He walked over to the recliner, pointed at it, and asked

 "Can I sit on that couch?"

 "Wait," I replied "where's my hug?"

 He shrugged his shoulders and answered

 "I don't know."

 I tried again "Can I have a hug?"

He came over, crawled in my lap and gave me a big hug, including pats on the back.  (I love that!)  Then, I let him slide down and he walked over to the chair again.  He turned to me and said

 "What's Daddy doing?"

"He's sleeping" I responded.

"Where's Sissy?" he asked.

"She's sleeping, too."

"I sleep in da night" he said.  "Where's Cohen?" he asked me.

"Right there" I answered as I pointed at him.  He then looked at me, thought for a minute, and asked

"Can I watch a movie...'bout...Veggie Tales?"

He climbed into the recliner, I turned on Dave and the Giant Pickle, and went about my morning routine.

Cohen loves Lydia's shoes

technically they are wedges.

haircut time

Unicora

gotta love bath time

Birthday Blowout

Buzz! Woody! Jessie! Bull's Eye!  Saturday was our big birthday bash for Cohen and Cora.  We celebrated their 2nd and 4th birthdays at PlayWorld Down Under, basically a McDonald's Playground on CRACK!! (throw in some pizza).  I was surprised and delighted at the great turnout of friends and family we had to party with us.  All of Cora's friends from Wet Paint (the preschool class at church) and their siblings and parents, Cohen's nursery friends (minus one good buddy) and their parents, Cora's best friend from down the street and her mom and mimi, plus all of our parents and siblings (minus Uncle Sean), and even Cora's new Pre-K assistant teacher and her husband were there!! And Aunt Becky and Uncle Tom! Needless to say that the party room~which they gave us the biggest one by the way~was overflowing with people and it was fun! Its a good feeling to know how much your kids are loved by so many people, and to know what a strong Christian support system they're going to have as they grow up. 

 

We played hard that day,  climbing, sliding, running, yelling, ski -balling (like the new word?)...And ate a ton of cake, designed by Daddy, baked by Bi-Lo with our Favorite Toy Story character's on it.  After all the exercise at PWDU, we headed back to the house.

 

Seeing all the presents in the living room at home felt like Christmas morning!  Cora and Cohen had their own huge pile of gifts and couldn't wait to tear into each one of them.  Its really hard to keep toddlers from opening presents while you try to write down what each gift is and who its from, especially when grandparents spoil them with a TON of gifts!  The reactions on their faces were priceless and it was amusing to see what they really got excited about.  Cora insisted that Annie take a picture of one of her birthday cards.  Cohen had a fit when he saw Cora riding his new truck. And finding out that Cora's best friend new her so well she bought her the exact thing she wanted without being told----true friendship right there, folks!! 

It was a great day and those two awesome kids definitely deserved every bit of it!

 

Happy Birthday, Cora and Cohen!!  Mommy and Daddy love you so much and are so thankful to have you in our lives!

First Day of Pre-K

Getting Ready To Go

lunchroom

With our buddy Mrs Woody

Pre-K already???

It's official, I'm a mom!  Cora starts preK tomorrow and I am sick to my stomach about it.  I don't know if I've ever worried so much in my life!  I worry that she'll be scared and cry and not want to stay at school.  I worry that there will be children who teach her things that she's too young to know and she won't know how to deal with it.  I worry that she still won't be ready for Kindergarten in the fall, but she'll go anyway and have to be held back or be pushed on without being adequately prepared for 1st grade.  I don't want her to fail in any way.  I don't want her to grow up so fast.  I feel like I'm losing part of myself and I can't get it back.  She won't even be four until the end of August.  What was I thinking enrolling her this year?  

Time is not my friend!  Was it so long ago that I held my tiny beautiful baby daughter in my arms and told her how much I loved her as she made those precious little squeaks that were only unique to her?  Seeing her smile for the first few times and discovering her sweet personality and intrigue with the world around her~those moments can't be recaptured except in the mind. Her first trip to high school youth camp at ten months was also the first showing of teeth in her mouth and the development of crawling.  How cute she was crawling, dragging one leg underneath her and trying to walk with the other one at the same time. 

 I long for the video of her walking barefoot across the stage at church, as she first discovered a microphone and repeated over and over again "Aaaaah....eeeahhh..." was that singing?  Eventually we learned "Ee I ee I Oh" though the Oh was more of a "doh" and E I was often reversed.  Reading picture books and learning to imitate animal sounds, recognize colors and letters, counting...And then one day she really was singing "Jesus Loves Me this I know" and she DID know and still does.  She's added so many new worship songs to her repertoire.  How can she not be a vocalist one day?  I love to hear her sing "I am a Promise, I am a 'fossivility' I am a promise, with a Capitol P, I am a great big bundle of 'fo-fen-she-ality' !" at the top of her lungs.  

And to see her as a big sister.  Every older sibling has their moments they want to be left alone or want to play with their own toys.  But she really does adore her little brother.  She has loved him since the first time she knew he was on the way.  She would pat, hug and kiss my tummy and say "hi baby 'Tohen' ".  She didn't know what to think when she walked into Mommy's hospital room the day Cohen was born and saw Mommy sitting in the strange bed with all the wires attached to her, but she knew she loved her little brother and wanted to hold him and kiss him and give him high-5's.  She still likes to hold him from time to time, even though he's almost as big as her.  She loves to wrestle with him, chase him, read with him, sing with him, teach him how to say new words, and occasionally help change his diaper or encourage him to go potty.  She knows how to value him and just today brought him a sucker from Walgreen's pharmacy.  She teaches him to share by giving her last gummies to him when he runs out because he eats so much faster than her and can't understand why she seems to have gotten more gummies than him.  

She calls herself "napkin girl" and is quick to lay the napkins out for meal time,  forks, plates, and cups, too, for that matter.  She tells us occasionally when she grows up she wants to be a 'cooker', probably like Daddy since he's the better one of the bunch at our house.  In the meantime, she serves us plastic fruit and vegetable salad, pours us tea from different sets she owns, and is quick to invite us to 'parties' she's laid out in her room.  She's quite the hostess and loves to entertain.  I hope this carries on as she grows older.  

Cora Sophia is my sunshine.  I love to snuggle with her at bedtime as we read fun books like Fancy Nancy, Junie B, Pinkalicious, Bible stories, and so so so many more.  We always say goodnight with bedtime prayers, hugs, kisses, and high fives, over and over and over.  And we say good morning with hugs, hugs, and more hugs.  I hope these qualities will not be squelched, but discovered and appreciated by others.  I hope Cora will be friendly to everyone and help kids who don't feel so lovable feel special and know that Jesus loves them, too.  I hope she'll listen to her teachers and obey them and even volunteer to help them.  I hope she'll be confident and know Mommy and Daddy love her and are so proud of the little young lady  she is.  

                                                                                 ....................................
I love you, Cora! Thank you for being such a precious daughter.  You are my special big girl and I am so proud of you.  Tomorrow you will start big school.  An adventure that will take you very far. In big school you will face so many choices, some good, some bad.  I am praying you will know who you are and Who created you.  I am praying that you will choose to follow Jesus and trust Him even as you are so very young.  He will never fail you and will always love you.   Be good, big girl!  When I see you tomorrow after school I'm going to give you a HUGE hug and tell you how much I love you!

Love, 
Mommy

Cohen and His Gifts

this boy is way into Toy Story at this point

birthday boy

today is cohens second birthday

Version 2.0

Cohen wanted to play too.

Our First Robot

you gotta love a kid with imagination.

The Prettiest Flowergirl

Cora had an awesome time today, and after 6 hours the dress is still in good shape

The Flowergirl

I meant to post earlier, but forgot

Little Gentleman

at the Maclellan House

goodbye gatlinburg

the kids had a great time this week.

messy girl

beautiful morning

gatlinburg day four

Make Believe

Cora and I were playing earlier.  She had on her Mulan dress and was pretending to be a young wife.  Here are some things she told me about herself and her 'friend'.  

"I'm married. My husband's name is Pastor Jares."
"Do you have children?"
"No, not yet."
"Do you plan to have children?"
"Yes, we want three." 
"Three boys or girls or what?"
"Three girls.  My friend Anna has three boys.  Her youngest's name is Austin.  Her oldest's name is Hi-ho."
"Oh, is he Korean?"
"No, they live in China.  We do, too."
"Are you missionaries?"
"We're doctors.  We help people have babies."

She just walked into the office with a large wad in her dress.  She then dropped it on to the floor. 
"Look, its two babies!"

I'm a grandmother!

cohens new do

Cohen sings

This morning, Cora is still sleeping in and Cohen is singing up a storm.  He woke me up singing "Ring-a-round a rosie, pottet pul duh posie, aaah (Insert proper syllable here because Cohen was NOT saying it in a very nice way) Aaaaaah (again), fah......down!"

Just now he sang the end of the abc's  "qrx  wx, wx y an' z.  Now I said my absoup!"  

Crackin' me up this morning he is.  

greetings

We are all still here. We are just very busy!

cora slides

cohen says cheese

1-2-3- GO FAMILY!

Lots of teams have their little cheers that they throw their hands in the middle of the circle, stack'em up, and count off "!-2-3-GO [whatever]!"  Tonight, Cora was goofing off in her room with us after her bedtime prayers and had us do the hand thing.  Then she yelled "SHA NINO!"  We then had to do it again, which time she yelled "BA ZING!"  How that girl makes us laugh!

10 Years and Counting

Today makes a decade since we tied the knot. It's been a wonderful ride; bumpy at times; lots of hi's some low's. I wouldn't change any of it. Lydia and I are going to spend the day together and celebrate the blessings we share. She makes me better every day, and I still feel unworthy of her love and devotion. We have been blessed with two beautiful children and are thankful for everything.

Episode 7 "Cohenbacca"

Geron, as you know, is a huge fan of Star Wars and perhaps, like any fan, hopes to see his children develop the same liking. So, that being said, you can imagine Cohen has a few Star Wars toys, two main ones being a light saber and a Yoda doll. (Yoda to the adult, "Yo-yuh" to Cohen.)

Anyway, tonight, Cohen was playing with the light saber before bed and was headed to get in bed with it. When I attempted to retrieve it, Geron said

"Never separate a Jedi from his light saber."

Cohen crawled into bed and snuggled his light saber (in place of Ernie and Baby George tonight). As we left his room, Geron added "Good night, Jedi Cohen."

(Love you, we do.)

Day One in San Antonio

This morning we got up and hunted down diaper rash medicine for Cohen, and a belt for daddy. Then we went to the Natural Bridge Wildlife Ranch. Awesome time had for a drive-thru zoo type thing.

here are our pictures from the day.

incredible pizza company

please be patient these are movies and make take a few minutes to load.

Sweet kids

Cora love to hold her brother, and rarely gets to.

sweet kids

Cora loves to hold her brother, and rarely gets to.

Sweet Moments with my daughter

This morning I had a rare opportunity to take the kids to day care/preschool.  Geron usually drives them since his office is right next door, but today he needed the truck so I took the kids. Little did I know what a special time was in store for me. 

On the way to school, Cora asked me "Mommy, did Jesus make dark?" 

"Yes," I said," He made the dark and the light and he called the dark 'night' and the light 'day'."  "Did Jesus make storms?" she asked.

 "Yes, he made storms, too, but we don't have to be afraid of them because He protects us. Cora," I told her, "out of all the things God made, He loves people the most."
"Does Jesus love kids?" she then asked.

"Yes, he does.  The Bible tells us that Jesus said "let the little children come to me." Cora, Jesus loves us so much that he did something very special for us." I explained to her how Jesus came as a baby into the world, grew to be a man who showed us how God wants us to live, was treated terribly by people who were jealous of him and ultimately killed him---that he died for us, but he didn't stay dead.  On the third day he rose from the dead and lives again. She took it all in and responded this way:

"Mommy, lets sing a song about Jesus."
So we sang "Oh, How I love Jesus."

Even Cohen chimed in with the word "OH".

 

Many mornings, I rush through the routine of trying to get the kids, and myself ,ready for the day and forget what the whole purpose of the day is---to worship the One who made it.  As a mom, my most important role is to teach my children that Jesus loves them.  This morning, they were the ones teaching me.  Thank you, Cora and Cohen, for our precious moments of worship this morning and thank you, Jesus, for these precious ones who lead me into it.

A New First

I find it hard to believe that elementary school kids will get in fist fights at school or push each other up against the wall and punch them, but it happens.  I remember days like that in high school, and maybe just a tad few in middle school.  BUT NEVER in preschool.  

Today, we had a first at our house, well it actually happened at preschool.  When Geron went to pick the kids up today, a swarm up boys came running at him when he entered Cora's classroom.  They were trying to tell him that Cora had been in a fight with another child, a little boy.  (Mom, if you comment, don't mention names.)  While I'm not sure who started the fight, I do know that both parties have war injuries on their faces.  Theirs, apparently, was a scratching fight.  Cora's got an inch long scratch under her cheek which is presently covered with a Snow White band aid.  

After school, probably the whole way home, Cora and Daddy had a talk about the importance of not fighting, but being kind to friends even when they're not kind to us.  AND of the need to tell the teacher right away when someone hurts you instead of taking matters into your own hands.  Once home, we cleaned the wound with an antiseptic spray---quite painful for her.  Hopefully the remembrance of that spray will stop her from further fights in the future.  We then added neosporin and the snow white band aid, which seemed to make everything better.  

It was a little embarrassing having to explain at church tonight that the reason Cora had a band aid on her face was because she'd been in a fight at preschool.  I also feel a little guilty for finding it amusing in a way.  I took a picture for posterity---and future boyfriends.  This is one little lady not to mess with.

Kids and stuff

Our kids continue to amuse us daily.  Here are some recent happenings for your blog viewing pleasure.  

Cohen...His personality is really starting to shine.  He loves to dance to anything with a beat.  He can certainly get his groove on.  Another past time Cohen enjoys is something we like to call 'nakey time".  After his bath, I get him out of the tub, cover him up with a hooded towel and send him running into the living room to play with Geron while I finish Cora's bath.  When its time to get dressed after bath time is over, Cohen throws a fit.  Without guidance, I could see him easily joining a nudist colony when he's older.  Babble has finally transitioned to talking with phrases like "I want juice" (or cheese---little boy after his daddy's heart), "I did it!"  "I don't know" and "What's that?"  Cohen has also shown signs of fear--but even that amuses us a little because what he's afraid of is a character on Sesame Street.  Stinky the Plant, as my friend Dana put it, is a bit temperamental and has quite a gruff voice.  For whatever reason, it scares Cohen.  He's actually terrified of the thing.  So, we've decided to delete those episodes from tiVo. 

Cora...She tickles us daily with her view of the world.  She has moments of sweetness that warm our hearts like nothing else.  She has started praying on her own at bedtime and says some of the dearest things.  Tonight she prayed "Dear Jesus, please bless our family.  Help us to be kind and loving and to help each other.  In Jesus name I pray. Amen."  She talks about our friends who recently lost a baby and says "Mommy, Mrs. Chasity's baby is in heaven."  Speaking of Heaven, on the way home from church today she was singing a song about going to Heaven.  Halfway through she sings "everybody's talking about, everybody's going there Heaven, Heaven--I'm not going to Heaven!"  Geron asked "Where are you going?" She answered "Kindergarten!" and then started singing "Oh, I'll go to Kindergarten when I'm five!" We pray that she will go to Heaven, but to her going to Kindergarten first seems to be vital.  

Being parents is an amazing adventure.  We are blessed with two beautiful children who bless our hearts every day.  I don't understand why or how some people could choose to never have children.  When I see how Cora and Cohen play together, I sometimes find myself wanting to add even more children to our family.  Raising them is a difficult but rewarding role and I thank God for the opportunity to be a mom.  I pray that I will be worthy of the calling and that my children will know Him because of who He is in my life.  

Becoming a Big Boy

Big news!  Cohen peed in the potty this morning! YEA, big boy!!  Mommy's so proud of you!

Musical Collaboration

quotes of the day

Today in the car, Cora told the following to Lydia.
"Tucker is a black and white dog. He stinks! He stinks like stunk"

This evening cohen found something at YaYa and Papa's new house, and we heard him say a word we didn't know he knew.

Cohen word: sizzo
actual word: scissors

mmm corn

Cowboy in Diaper

Discoveries

A small discovery occurred in our home this evening...After being sent to bed, Cora waited for me to come read her a story.  As I tried to get Cohen to sleep, I heard her calling for me with a bit of concern in her voice.  "Mommy?....Mommy?" Geron took over with Cohen and I went to see what Cora needed.  When I walked into her room, she was standing beside her bed with one hand behind her back.  She looked up at me with eyes full of concern and said "Mommy, I have a hole in my bottom."  Trying to stifle my laughter, I took her to the bathroom to wash her hands and attempted to explain the hole's purpose.  I had to turn around and bury my face in a towel several times to keep from laughing.  Oh the wonders of being three.

miss cora

daddy's pretty girl