Cora is my little dare devil. She is afraid of nothing...well, almost nothing (we will get to that later). This summer we have been able to witness her dare devildness on many occasions. From swinging on ropes, jumping off rocks into the swimming pool, slip -n- slides down large hills, trying to ride on the back of her brother's bike, she has shown she is pretty much fearless. I, on the other hand, am afraid we will end up in the E.R. some day soon, not with the boys, but with my lone little girl who is not afraid of danger, unless it is in the form of a beetle bug (more on that later).
Living proof of her no fear: here we are on the Chattahoochee River in North Georgia at a great little spot with a rope swing hung high in the trees over the river (I would like to take credit for finding it but cannot. Some great friends found it and shared their discovery with us.) We thought it looked like fun and it did not disappoint. We first thought, let's put Cora on with me. She cried. Then, after watching a few others try the swing, she thought it was much too fun to resist. Only she did not want anyone to swing with her. She went by herself...each time asking to go higher. Oh, the things you'd never let your first or even second child do, your third child is doing over and over again.
She also shows no fear when it comes to swimming. She jumps with no hesitation - with or without someone there to catch her. Frightening for me? Yes. Frightening for her? I really don't think so. She does have arm floaties on and most of the time has an inflatable "ring" around her middle, but still for a 2 year old, she shows some gutsiness in jumping in and floating and twirling ALL BY HERSELF, which incidentally is her favorite thing to say.
Slip-n-slide down a large hill also poses no problem for our little one. See for yourself. She enjoyed this immensely.
Now, onto something quite surprising that has begun to unfold recently. Our little girl, who doesn't usually have normal "girl" tendencies has started to show a bit of a fear of spiders and bugs. She likes to LOOK at them, FIND them, but does not want to touch nor have one on her. Here, we have proof of that. We found a June Bug or Japanese Beetle - we're not quite sure which, that Ben found quite amusing. Not so for our resident little girl. She enjoyed watching it, even laughed at it, pointed and was taken with it, even requested to hold it. But, as soon as it was placed upon her little arm, she was not happy. Not happy at all. So, we have discovered, she is a bit more girl than we thought. Now, if I could only get her to keep those hairbows in.
