The Coranator

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CoranatorThis weekend I picnicked with my mom and some of her coworkers. We had tacos and hot dogs, with Fritos and chile con queso, and ice-cold, pink lemonade. We enjoyed blue skies for most of the afternoon, and played yard games.

I also had the pleasure of running through the sprinkler with The Coranator. Yes, our hosts sometimes call their 20-month-old daughter, Cora, the Coranator. After spending an afternoon with her, watching as she fell (on her cute little face a couple of times), ran around in the hot sun, and withstand the spray from her brother’s supersoaker, I understood why: she’s one tough kid.

Anyhoo, this is one of my favorite recent photos, so I thought I would share it with you. You can find another picture of Cora, this one of her adorable face, here.