Monday, March 28, 2011


Cora's had some major issues with a mean tummy bug the past few days.  A couple of nights ago, her tummy was hurting at bedtime.  I explained that I would fix it if I could, but we'd have to talk to God about that.  I asked her if she wanted to pray about it:

Me:  Do you know how to pray honey?  Just start out saying "Dear God..."
Cora:  {small smiling shy voice} Dear God...
Me: Now just ask him for what you want
Cora:  Dear God can I please have a pony pillow pet?

I guess some things trump tummy pain!

Wednesday, March 16, 2011


Cora:  Mom, I have brown eyes, and you have brown eyes! I know how that happened. When I came out of the shoot from your tummy, I drank from your boo-boos and so that's how I got your brown eyes!

Monday, March 14, 2011


Cora: {patting Milly on the face gently}  Milly, I love you.  Even when you're naughty.