We were preparing dinner. Cora was coloring at her table. Quinn was crawling around our feet. Now that Quinn has learned to crawl, she refuses to do anything that doesn't involve crawling...
Quinn crawled over to the open dishwasher. I moved Quinn and, for the first time ever, gave her a sharp, "No no." Not knowing what that means, Quinn came back, and I rebuked her again. The third time Quinn puckered up her little lip and started to whine. Cora got up, came over, kneeled down and pulled Quinn close, lifted up her chin to look in her eyes and said "No no baby" then gave her a sweet hug. She left, but came running back in with Fred Bird (a stuffed cardinal mascot) for Quinn. Cora then returned to her " art".
The best part was the look of righteous indignation on her face. Landon and I started to laugh, and Cora didn't break character. Her look said, "It's like you always say; if you take a toy from Quinn you need to find a new one to distract her..."
At bedtime, I was rocking Quinn while Landon read to Cora. He opened up a fave, "There's a Wocket in my Pocket"...
Landon: did you ever get the feeling there's a zamp behind the lamp?
Cora: (interrupting) yea
And... Quinn is obsessed with Pearl. Way more than Cora is/was.
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