First, Cora and I went for a quick 20 minute jog. We then headed over to the neighborhood park to play. Did I mention is was 50 degrees out? I had Cora dressed in layers. She had a couple lighter weight jackets over her clothes (same thing I was wearing) with her purple high tops and a baseball cap. Yep, she was rocking the ball cap. She doesn't like the bill facing forward because it gets in her field of vision, but she loves to wear it backwards. She needs something protecting her fair skin on her head. I thought she was dressed just perfectly for the weather. We get to the park and most kids are in snowsuits. It was 50 degrees! I know I was getting a couple side glances from other moms, but oh well. I am not sure if it was because Cora wasn't wearing mittens or because she was sitting in a mud puddle. Hmm. She had a great time. Clothes and babies wash. Cora was such a little stud at the park. She was walking around like she was Little Miss Hot Stuff. I am not even joking. When she walks normally, she holds her hands up and out a bit for balance. Her cool swagger is quite different. She effortlessly hangs her hands at her sides and gets a bit of bounce in her step. She has this attitude that says, "Yeah, I've been doing this walking stuff for over a week now. I am an old pro. No biggie". She cracks me up. Cora exudes a "leader of the pack" attitude at daycare. I definitely saw this same attitude come out at the park even though most kids were at least 3 years older than her. It was pretty interesting watching her try to play. The other kids ignored her, but I don't think they'll be able to ignore her when she is older. I have a feeling we're going to have a little competitive tomboy. She was a muddy mess by the time we got home, but we had so much fun. She is Cool Cat Cora.
A fun day at the park equals some really muddy clothes. Doesn't it look like she had so much fun?
Dear Lee is quite sick. He came home Friday around 5pm with a swollen eyebrow and a strange blister. By 7:30 his eyelid started to swell up. We call Alberta Health (a nurse hotline), and they told Lee to go to the medicentre immediately. The nurse couldn't diagnose whether it was shingles or an infection over the phone, but it was too close to the eye to matter. He needed medical attention. The doctor at the medicentre took one look at him and diagnosed him with shingles. Shingles? Really?? It really struck a chord with us that Lee has been stressed out enough that he broke out in shingles at the age of 27. That's a little bit scary to me. OK, I am not going to lie. It freaked me the hell out. I've always been a bit paranoid about Lee's health considering his genetics. And, mine, for that matter. My family doesn't have a clean bill of health either. As awful as Lee has been feeling with the shingles, I am trying to see this in a positive light. It has certainly been a wake up call for us to get our health in check. We eat pretty good. Most of the time. We need to exercise. A lot more. Lee needs to get in a for a physical. I just had my basic checkup last week and everything is good. However, we both need a full screen done. The last time (and first time) I had mine done was in 2007 and I think Lee's was done in 2006. We're due.
Cora did an excellent job of taking care of Dad while he was sick. She did all this without going near his eye. :)
P.S. This blog entry was written weeks ago, but I am just publishing it today (March 27, 2010). I had no idea I was so far behind in my blog entries. My sincerest apologies to my dear readers. Particularly the ones in Omaha, NE.