Random like a snow day {Volume III}

Bevin is walking everywhere. Somewhere along the way she decided that crawling was for babies and she was going to be like her big brother. So everytime she fell? She did a forward fold, pushed herself back up again and continued to walk. 

She's sturdier on her feet than ever. So sturdy that Keith thought it best to buy her a pair of Vans, our favorite sneaker for Cole because they are so secure and super durable. We obviously have a bunch of Cole's old pairs but none in her current foot size, 4. 

Here she is...

We have been spending a lot of time outside after work and on the weekends. Sometimes we make it to the woods and sometimes not. I think my head would be clearer each week if I could get some hiking in every weekend but it's just not always possible. I am definitely soaking up the sun in the evenings and thoroughly enjoying coming home earlier. But I am not enjoying the compromise- having to wake up at 3:50 a.m. every day so I can be at work by 6:15 a.m. It's times like these that I wish I didn't have such a commute. 

Hanging out in the front yard....

Taking a stroll in the double stroller...

Making mama's heart skip a beat...

Yelling at the pinwheel...

Hiking on the Undivided Lot trail at Mohonk...

Cole the climber...

A daddy's hike is never done...

Hiking at Onteora Lake, a DEC network of trails....

Holding hands...

Cole is turning 4 in 10 days. He is so smart it just boggles my mind. He asks a million and one questions a day but he remembers nearly everything we say do while it gets a little frustrating to always have to answer every question, I know he's putting it all away in his little brain for later use. He asked me a bunch if questions the other night that I tried to answe and then he'd say, "No. I know why..." and then he'd rattle of some super intelligent yet simple answer that he must have learned at preschool. 

Bevin is trying desperately to talk. She has already said:

Mama

Dada

Apple

Napkin

Underwear

I do

Right now though EVERY care giver is Mama. And everything else sounds like Nana. When she tries to say more complex consanants she just ends up rolling her tongue and doing what looks like a raspberry but sounds like she's trying to create a word. She follows everyone around the house and us teething big time. I think she's getting some molars or some fairly big teeth on the bottom. She's biting everyone and everything and we're having to give her Tylenol several times a week.

Cole loves to burp. The problem is they are wet burps and they are disgusting. Here he is wet burping while I hold a napping Bevin. 

Bevin won't stop screaming. The only thing worse than her screeches is when she and Cole stand in front of each other and scream together. It's horrible for my ears. 

We are all still barely sleeping at night. It is awful and I feel very discombobulated most of the time. I drink black tea all day at work just so I can survive my car ride and function like a semi normal human being. I am just praying for a good night's rest soon. Good sleeping patterns change so I know bad ones have to change too. It's just hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel when Kid #2 sleeps so differently than Kid#1. 

With that said I need to go to sleep. Nighty night!

Here is a pic of Cole's preschool class. Trying to find Cole? Easy. Just look for the red Vans!