Corky, My only Granddaughter

Corky, which is a nickname from her mom, is my little teaser. Even though she is or can be the extreme teaser this is mild in comparison to the story that she loves to tell about what her Dad did to her when she was little. The story goes as she tells it. When she was born her Dad was feeling her head and there were bumps there. Now as time began to pass by and she began growing her Dad noticed that there were horns growing where the bumps were. He had to cut them off and still needs to file them down every now and then. She then lets you feel her head where the filed down bumps are.

Corky is very competitive. This last spring her preschool gave a musical performance at a fundraiser concert. She began to sing a little loudly and another girl decided to compete with her. Each one would get a little louder and then the other would increase her volume by the end
they were the only two that could be heard and my little Corky was able to raise the volume the loudest. I'm afraid that she could rival her Nana there.

Another example in this young little thing carrying things to extreme. This weekend while visiting them I began to tease my Little Lobster, Corky's brother, by wrapping him up in my arms and holding him close and saying things like "I'm going to get you." or "I'm never going to let you go." just nonsense stuff. Corky decided she was going to do the same thing and was all over him physically. Of course it was not okay with him to have his sister doing such a thing so she did so even more. When I told her that we needed to stop there came out that devilish twinkle in her eye and attacked again. Maybe the filing needs to happen again tonight.