Monday, January 20, 2014


Milly to Cora: Do you smell that?
Cora: Yeah...?
Milly: It's my toot!

Sunday, January 12, 2014


I just sent my children outside - in 46 degree weather, in snow gear, after record freezing temperatures for days - and they came back in within about 10 minutes telling me they were getting frostbite.  I may be raising them a bit soft.

Then, while they were taking their coats off in the mudroom I heard Milly tell Cora: "Frostbite is when your fingers turn brown then black, and then they fall off."  To which Cora responded: "Well that's pretty close.  Actually your fingers do turn brown and then black, and they might fall off, but not always. And sometimes you have to go to the hospital and have surgery. Do you know what surgery is?  That's when the doctors cut your hand open and take out the bones."   So glad she is there help mold young Milly....

Friday, January 10, 2014


This morning I was in my closet and heard Cora, in my bathroom, talking softly to Jupiter (who is, as the vet described him "a typical teenage boy right now with strong prey instinct"):

  "You know I love you Jupe.  Even when you're naughty and even if you bite. Because you're part of our family.  So we love you always."