Cute Corriney

The other day I was changing her diaper and said to Corrine:

"Oh, Corrine, you stink, pe-yu!"

And she replied with a laugh:

"Yah, pee me!"

If I call her honey or sweetpie or something, she says, "No, I Corrine". She can say her whole name now, it used to come out Rine.

She is fiercely independent, and if she wants to "hold you" ( how she asks to be held) and I don't come and get her, she gets mad. I will tell her to just come here and I will hold her, but she wants me to come get her. Even if it is only 3 feet away. So she will just stand there, screaming at me, holding out her arms, but won't walk to me. We have this battle of wills almost daily.

She woke from her nap on Sunday, and we cuddled on my bed before we went downstairs. She was talking softly, and looked at her fingers. She had cut her finger earlier, she called it a "poky". So she examines her fingers, and looking at the wrong finger, whispers "Where my poky go? Where is it?" Then, seeing it on the correct finger, says "OH, THERE'S my poky, I find it!" She then looked at the picture of Jesus in our room, and started talking about "Jesus. I love Jesus. Jesus come home. " And something about God I couldn't quite decipher.

She is such a cute little girl. I love two year olds!