We stay in this spot for about 10 minutes as she works on a poop. She wasn't happy about it.
So beautiful, so prickly. A perfect pair.
The other morning I am trying to get us out the door for swimming and Cora is insisting I read to her.
"I can't right now, why don't you read to yourself"
Whoa nelly, with that suggestion, she lets out a wail and pathetically cries over and over
"I can't read, I'm a baby!"