A sign that you're getting old

Our youth pastor sends out a parent newsletter with a section called "Learn their Lingo" and it almost always reminds me that I'm getting older because there are often abbreviations or terms used in texting or chatting that I have no idea what they represent.  For instance, today I learned what a "last texter" is.  Like someone who always has to get the last word in, a last texter is someone who always has to have the last text.  I'm probably one of them, for that matter.

 

So, this post is about a sign that I'm getting old.  Here it is.  Last night, Cora Sophia was trying to do cartwheels in our living room.  We minimized and started attempting somersaults instead.  After I gave her a good push, she flipped, stood up and said "You do one, Mommy."  Before I could decline, Geron chimed in "Yeah, Mommy, you do one." and he started chanting "Mom-my! Mom-my! Mom-my!" And Cora joined in and was waiting with the most hopeful eyes to see her mommy do a somersault. 

 

I am all for modeling behaviors and what not to help your children learn, but there comes a point where there are just some things one shouldn't do, but should let the child learn by trial and error.  A somersault, if you are a parent, is one of those things. 

 

As they continued cheering, I contemplated "Should I do one?  The last time I did a cartwheel I saw stars.  But a somersault doesn't take as much effort.  Surely I could do one of those."

I got down on my knees.  I assumed the starting position and felt a little push from the backside.  "No, Cora.  Let Mommy do it on my own, please.  Move aside so I don't kick you."  Once the way was clear of all toddlers, I put my head on the floor and flipped.  IMMEDIATELY I FELT MY BRAIN DROP FROM MY HEAD, THROUGH MY STOMACH, AND INTO MY LEG.  I layed flat on my back on the floor with my eyes closed, silent.  After a few moments, I spoke.  Once Geron realized I was alive, the laughter broke out.  "YAY, MOMMY!" was the cheer from my beautiful (clueless to how much her mommy is crazy about her) little girl.  I said "Cora, now you may tell everyone that your mommy has done her last somersault ever."  So, she told her daddy.  And maybe she'll tell some friends at school today.  And in the meantime, I'm telling you.  And because I can't do a somersault anymore without my internal organs shifting a foot lower, I have come to the conclusion that I am getting old. 

 

Actually, the fact that I even attempted to do one is probably an early sign of Alzheimer's.

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Sweet Compliment

This morning, Cora was looking at me while she was getting ready and said 

"Your eyes are brown, Mommy.  I love those.  Jesus made your eyes brown."  

And when we were in Kentucky recently, we met one of my dad's coworkers.  She was a very nice lady named Marla.  We talked with her for awhile at the Plum Tree.  Later that evening, Cora said 
"Marla is nice, Mommy.  She loves Jesus.  I want to go to her house."  Just so you know, Marla didn't mention once that she was a Christian, but she is.  Even kids can tell!

Coraisms

Cora has been cracking me up lately with the things she says.  I recently went on a ladies retreat to Gatlinburg with some women from our church.  Cora and Cohen stayed home with Daddy for two nights in a row.  IN the car the other day, we heard Cora saying "Cohen, say 'Gatlin'.  Say 'burger'.  Say 'Gatlinburger'."  I said "Cora, its actually 'Gatlinburg."  She then began questioning me about my trip and asked if I had played games in Gatlinburg.  She wanted to know who all had gone on the trip with me.  Finally, when she had seemed to have heard enough, she said "Mommy, when I grown up, I'm going to be a mommy, and I'm going to go to Gatlinburg."  

Tonight at church someone in our vicinity said something about the sun shining on them.  It was 8 oclock and quite dark at the time.  Cora piped "There is no sun."  

Another something Cora has taken to doing lately, which we all highly enjoy, is making up her own praise songs.  She's actually been doing this awhile now.  Sometimes she takes bits and pieces of songs and sings them over and over.  Like "Blessed be the name...Blessed be the name....Blessed be the name of the Lord."  But other times, its entirely her made up song "Jesus Praise. God Holy.  Praise.  I love Jesus. Sing praise.  Holy, etc. etc etc."  I guess this comes from listening and observing Geron and the praise team as they rehearse on Sunday mornings.  

Speaking of singing, my final cute thing for the day is Cora's latest rendition of Jingle Bells.  I don't know if someone has been singing it at school or if she's just remembering it from last Christmas, but lately, Jingle Bells has been one of Cora's favorites.  She's just got it a little mixed up...

"Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Open wide and sleighhhh...."

We get about that far.  I've tried to sing with her and refresh her on the actual words.  So far, she's having none of it.  So, for now, have fun as you open wide and sleigh...and if you figure out how to do whatever that is, let me know.

Cora Sophia

Hard to believe she was ever like this...

Do you remember when yours were this small?

My Very Favorite Little People

If you haven't met these two little bundles of sunshine, than you are
missing out!

You, my beautiful Cora and Cohen, brighten my day and fill me with
gladness. I love you so much and am so blessed to be your mommy.

Thank you, God, for my amazing children!

Enchanted Corn Maze

Today our church had a family outing to the Enchanted Corn Maze below
Rock City. Cora and Cohen really enjoyed it. We only went through
the first phase of the maze, due to a tired toddler and a heavy baby,
but I would definitely do it again.

While the maze was the main attraction, there were plenty of other
activities for the fam. Among the free, were the cow train ride for
the little ones, a hayride around the outside of the maze, a pet maze
(our oldest 'pet' liked that one a lot), and a re-maze, which was a
maze made from recycled materials. We didn't actually go through this
one, but I thought it was a neat idea (and I imagine Jenna could
probably make one of her own from all the recycling she does. :) ).
Face painting, pumpkin painting, and bouncy houses were also available
for small fees, but we didn't partake. Nor did we invest in a funnel
cake---hard to believe, I know---but they were there, too, with nachos
and other yummy fall carnival type foods.

At night, they have a haunted maze, same maze with spooky characters
running around in it. The guy driving our hayride told us that he
dresses up as a zombie at night and never breaks character, and the
hayride actually takes place IN the maze during the evening runs.
They also show horror movies and have a haunted trail. Having seen
Children of the Corn one time too many, the evening festivities did
not sound appealing to me. But if you're one who likes to get their
spook on, you might want to check them out.

We enjoyed just getting to visit with friends and watch the kids have
fun. It was a great way to wear them out for their Saturday afternoon
naps!
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