More Cora-isms

I love the simplicity of observations from a 2-year-old.

Today I made sandwiches for lunch. For Cora, I grabbed a star cookie cutter and shaped her sandwich. We were both nearly finished eating when Cora observed...
Cora: mommy, you have a triangle?
Me: not really
Cora: you have a star?
Me: no baby. Mommy cut yours in a star because you're special
Cora: you're not special?


Several weeks ago, Cora thre a tantrum when she woke up. It wasnt a huge deal, but we were still in bed (Cora in with us), and she slammed back angrily and busted my nose. It hurt bad enough that I retreated to the privacy of the bathroom to fume, and bad enough that Cora got a serious guilt trip from Landon... But not so bad that I needed an X-ray... But bad enough that I told Landon I thought I needed an X-ray.
It was traumatic for Cora. She was really sad. Not very apologetic, but super clingy and needy all morning.
Fast forward to tonight.

Cora-isms

We're still in kentucky (homeless) and Cora is popping out a new Quotable moment every day. Here's a few:

A car drove be too quickly in a parking lot.
Cora: Hey buddy! You need to watch where you're going!

Cora went to potty. She came running back out:
Cora: Look what Papaw did! Papaw you left the seat up Papaw!

Cora and Quinn were playing after dinner, running around table and shrill ing loudly. It was loud, and Papaw was getting annoyed. He told them to stop.
Cora: Don't you tell us no, Papaw. We's playing!

Cora was throwing a fit and I was making her sit in my lap (torture, of course).
Cora: You'se hurting me!
Me: I'm not hurting you. I didn't touch you.
Cora: You'se hurt my feelings!