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Last week we celebrated Cora's 17th birthday.  Can you believe it?  She couldn't!  She kept saying, 'I am 17.  17, Mom. I'm SEVEN...teen"   We started the day early as usual.

I knew I had one more gift coming in the mail, but she chose to open her presents in the morning.  She had really wanted these Canadian boxers.  I had to drive a very long way out of my way to get them.  She was sure I had not been able to go, and she was very surprised to open them.

All ready to rock and and roll for seminary.

She had requested Angel Food Cake.  I have no idea what happened, but the first one fell flat.  I took it out of the oven and it was nice and tall and beautiful.  When I came back it had slipped out of the pan and slammed to flatness.  I quickly sent her a text asking to pick up another one.

I got it made and cooled by an open window just in time for Dave to eat some before high council.  Cora was still teasing me about her 'wedding' pose at the Dresden temple, so Leah and Cora decided to pose again with her cake.

For dinner she wanted Panko chicken and Ceasar's salad. 

I was trying to get a picture but it was all to bright around her.

She ran downstairs and sat on the landing for her cake photo.

Well it worked.  :)  Cora is always full of life and enjoys everything.  With the amount of stuff she does, most days I think she enjoys a little to much, but wouldn't change a thing.  She is doing everything and anything she can to make the most of her life and bring joy and laughter to those around her.  Happy Birthday Cora.  I feel it is a pleasure and an honor to know you  and to see you grow each day and strive to reach your potential.