the first snowfall

We were exited to get up this morning and see a little snow. This is kinda first for Cora. No pics of Cohen he was inside with the sniffles. Tried to show her how to do snow angels and snowballs.

Family Trees

Cora has picked up at there are other names for grandparents than just "Granny" and "YaYa'.  

This morning, I asked Cora "Who's your grandmother?"

"Granny!"

"Who's your nana?"
"YaYa!"

"Who's your mamaw?"
"Grandpa!"

Still just a little bit to learn here.

cohen pigs out

this boy loves rice

christmas cheer

Cohen loves our christmas tree skirt

Out of the mouths of babes

Safely for Cora, she is still considered a babe in my book.  This morning, after I had just gotten out of bed, I noticed her studying me and she said "Hey, Chewbacca!  You're not Chewbacca, are you, Mommy?"  (I actually got a good laugh out of that one.  Now, If Geron had said that....)

And for the other special words of the day, Cohen, our babbler, is starting to make sense.  So far, he hasn't been quite the talker his sister was.  He babbles up a storm, but mostly things we don't understand.  He said his first word on his birthday and it was "Alligator".  I had wondered if he was having some hearing difficulty, but mom said something about his toy alligator and the next thing we heard was "Ali-ga-tor!"  I think he babbles in his own language so he can say whatever he wants to say about us without getting in trouble.  Or maybe he's figuring out some secret scientific formulas, or speaking Arabic.  Anyway, this morning, he had a toy he was trying to get the lid off of and working pretty hard at it.  He looked up at me, holding the toy up some and said "OPEN DIS!"  

One more story that makes a mommy really proud:  Last night, Cora was reading her book "The Stable that Bob Built".  Its a Veggie Tale story about the Nativity.  She and I have been reading it together at bedtime for the past few nights, but last night she was looking at it in the living room by herself.  I heard her pipe "Do not be afraid.  I bring you good news of great joy!"  (The passage goes on to say, and she is learning this part as well: It is for all the people.  Today in the city of David, a Savior has been born to you. He is Christ the Lord.)  Cora turned the page and read/spoke from memory "this is the stable that Bob built.  This is the cow that mooed in the stable that Bob built.  This the guy who don't know how to milk the cow in the stable that Bob built."  She somewhat had it.  

Anyway, seeing precious milestones achieved makes mommyhood special!

happy thanksgiving

just a little message to all of you

Geron being Geron

If you've ever been around Cora when she's acted like a real stinker, than you have seen a glimpse of Geron.  

In the early morning hours, when its dark outside, it is practically pitch black inside our house.  Often I use my cell phone as a flashlight to maneuver my way through the obstacle course that is known as my bedroom.  Wait, people, it's clean.  Its just laid out differently and our chocolate dressers have no visible shape in the dark.  So, to keep from hitting them, I walk extremely slowly and try to feel my way through the room.  

This morning, I woke up and performed my usual routine.  I took a shower in our bathroom.  Next, I went to the guest bath to get dressed, fix hair, put on makeup, etc.  Then, I returned to my bathroom to hang up my towels and finally, I tiptoed out into the blackness of the master bedroom.  By this point, I've been through that room about 4 times this morning.  As I creep quietly across the floor, past one of the dressers---successfully not bumping it---WHAM!  Suddenly I'm clobbered with a pillow!  GERON!!  Raucous laughter irrupts from the bed and I huff off to the office to post what a stinker my husband is!  

I think this may be worse than having ice water dumped over the shower curtain.