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Spaghetti War!

 


I believe this is the first time that Cora has had spaghetti and as expected sauce and noodles are splayed across the table and her chair. Her face, arms and even her head have bits of noodles on them. I think someone set off a Chef Boyardee bomb in my dining room. It looks like my daughter is eating in the middle of a saucy battlefield. As the leader of this war, I decided I should probably take action. I pick the bits of noodles off and throw them to the dog and give my saucy warrior a bath.

Cora has always loved baths. I can remember when she was only a few months old and she would sink her head just down far enough so her ears were submerged in the water. She would make all sorts of sounds and noises. She obviously enjoyed the muffled noises. 

As I fill the tub with water, I smiled as I watched my daughter playfully dance next to the tub. She leans over just enough to put her hand under the running water. After creating tsunami waves and gleefully screaming as she kicks enough water out of the tub sending a tidal wave across my bathroom floor, she is ready to get out. Since Cora is walking now, she decided to pull a fake out maneuver like a basketball player juking the opposition and manages to escape being encapsulated by the towel. She knows a towel is usually followed by a carry into the bedroom to get ready for bed. 

I quickly turn around only to see a little butt running away from me. Cora zooms across the kitchen floor and into the living room. My husband and I play along and pretend to chase her. Watching her run around in all of her freedom, screeching and giggling causes us to screech and giggle as well. Man, I love this kid. We playfully chase her and proceed to ask our naked baby where she plans on going. After several circles around the living room my husband pounces and catches our little cub. We get her ready for bed and give her a big hug and a kiss. I can’t wait to see how many more cat and mouse games we have in store for us. 

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