3-16-14

Today, Milly came up from the basement sobbing... about this: "Cora is hexing me!!" While Cora is screaming up after her "They were NICE hexes!!" *facepalm*

3-2-14

Tonight at bedtime were some gems from both girls - in different ways.

Me: Milly, you can't wear that ring to bed ok?  Besides, that is Cora's
Milly:  But I'll be careful!
Me: It's just not a good idea to wear it while you sleep.  Maybe someday we'll get you one.
Milly:  Can I have a diamond ring?


Cora and I were reading a book called Sisters as our bedtime story.  It is about two sisters who are different in many ways, but also in many ways alike.  As they listed all the ways the sisters were alike, Cora was giving a "thumbs up" to all the things she also liked (sugar snap peas, playing in puddles, etc).  At the end the way the girls are most alike - is that they "love each other so very much."  Cora stopped and said - "That is a big thumbs up."  Then on the last page of the book the older sister is sitting hugging and cradling the younger sister.  Cora silently put the book down and gave that page two thumbs up.

2-17-14

Milly: Fletcher and me are at Gen Next and are true love.
Me: Who is Fletcher?
Milly: His mom is Angie. He's nice.
Cora: I thought you had a crush on Jacob?
Milly: No. Not anymore. He's outta there.

2-7-14

Feeling sad for BLG. Apparently the V-day "daddy daughter dance" (being held tonight) is a BIG DEAL around here. Only we had never heard of it being transplants (it's not put on by the school - rather, the city). By the time we knew it was all booked up. Cora came home today and said "I'm not going to the Daddy/Daughter dance." I said "I know, I'm sorry honey - mommy and daddy did't know about it until it was too late." She sat down on our stairs looking down and said "I wouldn't have wanted to go anyway." Poor sweet little liar. 

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Milly keeps asking me when the Markles start. Pretty sure she means the Olympics but you never know....

2-3-14

1-20-14

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

1-12-14

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....