Cory's language skills are just multiplying by the day! He's easily putting three to four words together into sentences and has something to say about everything. Whoever said that boys don't talk as much as girls has never met mine. They talk all day long. And sometimes at night, too. But that's another story.
Some of the sentences (or phrases) Cory's recently said:
Read book to me.
New, new library book.
Leaves are falling down.
Dat too spicy for me.
Step back, Mama! (when I leaned in to blow on his food. Apparently I was crossing his boundaries!)
I love dogs. (yeah, right)
I love leaves.
I love Daddy!
Pray for baby sister. (This one gets me every time he says it, which is several times a day.)
Dee Gee-us, please help baby sister, Gee-us name, AMEN!
Someone gave us a classic red tricycle and the boys adore it. Iain loves riding his bike, too, so it works out well. Here's the all-American boy in overalls on a trike. The overalls were mine when I was his age, and Iain wore them, too. Super cute! I love boys in overalls.
Of course, Cory would just as soon dig in the tomato-plant dirt as ride a bike any day.
The boys and I, plus Jenna (my sister) and Isaiah (her baby boy), spent a week in Florida early this month. What was going to be just a fun trip turned into a work trip, as I had to get our old house ready for new tenants, and it was in a... um... rather untidy state. Jenna, Shannon, and multiple cousins, as well as my mom and Nan and our wonderful used-to-be-neighbor Robert helped and the house is now clean (THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR BRAVING THE DISASTER!) and standing empty, waiting for new tenants to hopefully love it more than the last ones did. And to hopefully come and find it soon.
Anyway, the trip wasn't all about work. The boys and I made it to Yaya's for a visit (she's Jeremy's grandmother), which was really good. Cory ate a banana right from the tree. And refused to be in a picture. Iain was a better sport, though:
Grammy and Papa (Jeremy's parents) made it up for a visit, too, and Kelsey and Haylee (my other sisters) came down. It was so good to see everyone! I even made it out for late-night coffee and lots of talking with my good friend Lauren (okay, I didn't have coffee. But the hot chocolate was great - and the conversation better. I miss you, Lauren!). And of course, spending time with my mom, Nan, and all the family down there was so nice.
The weather in Florida was hot, except for one lovely day - the day of the fall festival at a local church! The boys and I went with Grammy and Papa, and met up with Jenna and Curtis (who flew down on Saturday) and Isaiah, and Haylee, and Lauren, Noah and Jude. What fun! The boys each got to pick out a pumpkin (or strange squash, as Iain decided to choose), and played games, did a hay ride, and pet animals.
Cory's shining moment came after we had already left the petting zoo. He told me, "Me pet black bonny. Me hold him." So back we went to the petting zoo, and he did indeed hold and pet the black bunny. This is significant because Cory has a fear of anything that moves and has fur.
When we got done with everything at the house, we went down for one last walk-through. I took a picture of Iain under our tree. My mom gave us this tree as a first anniversary present. Here it is Christmas of '04, all decked out in Christmas bows. Can you even see it?
And here it is now.
Heading back to Georgia...
It is absolutely beautiful here. The leaves are changing colors and falling and the air is chilly and damp. It's rainy. When the sun shines, it actually feels good, instead of like it's baking you alive. Can you tell I'm loving my first Georgia fall? The boys are, too (all three of them!). I made the mistake of letting the boys gather leaves to bring down for Nona (my mom) and Nan (my grandmother) and now every time we go outside, they want to gather leaves.
They give them to me constantly, with the sweetness of boys bringing flowers to their mama. But if I casually drop them, hoping no little eyes see, they fuss at me to go get my leaf an put it in the car or the house or wherever we're going. Otherwise the wind might blow it away! (Hello kids, there are three thousand leaves all over our yard! We can get another one!) So we have leaves. In the car. In the kitchen. In the bedrooms. They are completely enthralled and fascinated by the leaves.
Iain: Here Mama, here's a leaf for you!
Me: That leaf is from a tree called a Tulip Poplar.
Iain: (thoughtfully) Tulip Poplar.
(A few minutes later, Iain brings me another leaf, this one torn in half)
Iain: Look Mama, is this one called a one-lip poplar?
And a few times, it's even been cold enough for footies!
On a recent walk at the lake nearby: (It's so hard getting a good shot of these jokers!)
Jumping boys:
Look at that Iain jump!
I love Canada geese! And so do my boys.
Tell me it's not gorgeous here?
My fellas:
Cory's answer to almost any question: foh-ev-erh. (forever)
Me: Cory, why did you throw your cup?
Cory: Forever.
Jeremy: Cory, do you want some grapes?
Cory: No, forever.
And on it goes.
The boys loved getting dressed up for our church's Pumpkin Party. Cory was a cowboy, and Iain was a "Super Policeman" (he has a cape on). Jeremy and I were "Tired Garage Sale Putters-On."
That's right, we had our second (much less successful) adoption benefit garage sale at our house last Friday and Saturday. We made $216 for both days. And we got fingerprinted on Friday, too! And after we closed down on Saturday, we raced to the pumpkin party, which boasted bounce houses, games, hot dogs, tons of candy, and little pumpkins to decorate. The boys' favorite thing was the little putt-putt game. They didn't even want to go get candy! As we were getting into the car to haul our tired selves back home, Iain said, "This was the best day ever!"
And there you have it. I had many more funny stories to share, but they've all disappeared from my mind. I'm sure the boys will give me more tomorrow!
