Wow! I think this is a record for shortest time in between blogs. I'm on a role. Now, if I can just keep it up.

I'm at work on lunch break now, so I'm going to use this time to quick post a blog...and stuff in a bite between sentences.

Today was the first day since last winter, of course, that I felt like I just couldn't get myself out of bed. I was awake, but it was dark and I could hear raindrops outside and I was snuggly and warm. And boy, was I tired.

It seems as though we've taken two steps back and are now in the routine of waking up in the middle of the night again, at least three to four times with Sophie. I just can't figure it out. She finally got past the flu and I think we are dealing with either a tooth coming in or another cold. She just can't make it through an entire night anymore. And I think it's worse for everyone now because we think she should be sleeping through the night. She is six months old. But, however tired, frustrated and zombie-like I am, as soon as I open the door to get her, she instantly holds her breath and waits to see me. Then, as I hover over the crib, she kicks her legs all around, like she's kicking off her blankets and starts to ooo, and ahhhh, and then she smiles. It is so sweet.

John told me a great story about Avery and when she was sick with the flu. I don't remember him telling me this earlier, but it was so great to hear about it. It put a smile on my face this morning while I was deliberating weather or not to take Sophie to day care (all you stay-at-home moms: so happy that you don't have to think about these types of things!).

As a baby, when Avery would get sick, her eyes would always get a little crusty. Yes, it was icky, but like my Grandma wiping away the stray kitten's crusty eyes with a warm cloth, I so love taking care of my children, regardless of the task (uh, minus vomit--that I still struggle with, naturally). Anyway, one morning she'd woken up and was making noises in her crib to let us know she was awake. John went in to get her and when he walked through the door, he saw that she had green snot running out of her nose and her eyes were crusted shut. But she was standing up holding on to the side of the crib bouncing up and down and had a huge smile on her face because she heard her daddy come in. So cute. I can just picture it. She's always been such a good sport. He said that just "melted" his heart.

I'm praying that all this illness and glitches in her health are short-lived and we can move on! It certainly has felt like a long six months in the regard that we've had so many little blurps here and there. Otherwise, it's gone so fast.

On a happier note, prior to Sophie having what I think is a cold, she spent the afternoon with her wonderful Great Grandma Opal and Grandpa Tom. John and I attended Wicked at the Civic Center with Mom, Dad, and Griff and we were so appreciative that they were able to be with her for a few hours. She already loves them so much. And, the show was AWESOME! But we quickly hurried back afterwards and when we picked up Sophie from Grandma and Grandpa's, Grandma was pushing her around in her stroller. Although I know everything was just fine, I know Sophie well enough to know that no matter who she's with, she wants all the attention all the time. And lucky her, Grandma Opal is totally okay with that! We love you for spoiling our children! And for being wonderful Grandparents!

Avery's open house is tonight at school and I am anxious to hear how everything has been going as her typical response to my question: how was school? is "fine". She's only five. Not thirteen! But, I am assured of this fact when she snuggles with me on the couch or wants to hold my hand or bake something with me. Can't wait until Sophie can join in with her big sister and they can do these fun things together! For now, though, I'm happy with my little babies as they are in this very moment!