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Sunday, May 1, 2011

Sweet Carolina

The BOB stroller is doubling as our beach buggy, and we look like a family of gypsies pushing our bug in her buggie to the beach.


I've spent a lot of time at the beach (I think) but I've never seen two starfish in one day. I'm not sure that I've ever seen a live one moving around before. Landon kept trying to show Sean... but apparently Sean and his dad had just saved this starfish. Don't worry, Landon. Cora will be impressed in a couple of years. For now, Cora is most interested in the sand. She especially seems to like the taste of the sand...

 Having Cora on the move was a new experience for us at the beach. She was not content to stay on the blanket. Even better (I can't believe I did not get pictures of this), she loved the tidal pool! I put her down next to James, and it took her a few confused minutes to figure out that she could crawl there, too. Once she figured it out, she was off. She kept trying to nuzzle up and sit immediately on top of Sean and James. They were both so patient with her :)

In the picture below, James & Cora were having a conversation. In the one below that, Cora was working on her tan.

 Conversing again.
 I love this... she looks like she is about to dig into that bowl of chips. She had her first samples of our food at Jaunita Greenberg's (the long awaited new one near our house in Mt. P). Rice, black beans, and shredded cheese, with little tears of chicken from my rice bowl. Loved it.

On Sunday morning, we biked to Sullivan's Island for church.
And then to Poe's Tavern for some post church hamburgers. Today: Cora tried a french fry. Huge. Huge. Humongous. Hit. Of course, right?
 The whole experience left Cora exhausted.
 When we put her down for her nap at home, she covered her face up with her lovey. We had premonitions of her teenage years...

New trick. She loved being in there, but couldn't figure out how to get out. Cora's crawling means that I am constantly having to take her out of her sundresses and leave her in her bloomers - her knees keep getting tangled! I'm so sad. The first thing I said when I found out she was a girl was "little sundresses", but now that it is sundress weather she is too mobile for her sundresses. I figure if I just keep putting her in them, she'll eventually figure out how to navigate life while wearing them.

 Another new trick. She pulled herself into this position.



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