Our little Cora is growing. She's doing all sorts of cute baby things that make me lament, "Slow down please!" Like rolling, grabbing, and attempting to navigate around the floor. In fact, she's mastered the backward scooting. I would almost feel bad for her that when she sees something she wants and scoots herself away from it, but she's pretty content to go any direction. And more likely than not, she'll find something on the floor to check out or "clean". But lately she has been threatening to crawl. Pulling up onto her knees and rocking back and forth. Or toes! Jaron thinks we need to help her. Once again, I think we need give her pep talks to slow down.
We made a recent discovery that I think makes her advanced for her age of only 5 months old. The scene is this: A frantic morning rushing the boys to school. Everyone is packed into the van and Cora is cooing and chirping away from her perch in the infant seat. Jaron comments, "Oh Cora. Are you talking to me?" Which was met with the very indiginant reply from Russell, "She's not talking to YOU!!! She's telling jokes!" So you see, our baby can tell JOKES! Amazing! I must confess I've had a pretty good laugh about it. It also helps that whenever Cora starts to talk, even if it's in the middle of the sacrament, Afton will loudly proclaim, "Cora's telling jokes!"
