Cora spends about 1 1/2 hours every night singing insane songs and fighting with her stuffed animals before she falls asleep. I generally know she's acutally going to bed when she throws some poor animal into the hall before slamming her door. We're thinking of changing her middle name from "Cleary" to "Drama." And while I usually stay out of this nightly Cora performance piece, tonight I couldn't resist checking in:
Me: Cora, go to sleep.
Cora [eyes wide, lisp heavy]: Mom, the sky changed color.
Me: I know.
Cora: It's amazing.
Me: yes, it is.
Cora: And I love your earrings. They're just, so...silver.
Me: Thanks.
Cora: When I'm a grown-up, I want holes.
Me: Go to sleep, cora.
Cora: You have earwax.
Me: Goodnight.
awesome erin.
Posted by: mandy cregan | July 07, 2011 at 11:43 PM
On Reading Being Good For You
First let's take a look at a deeply entrenched concept: that reading is wholesome and healthy and Good For You. Well, I think it is, but is it
inherently better than any of a thousand other activities? Maybe sometimes.
Posted by: UGG Boots | December 13, 2011 at 04:53 PM