It's a rainy, dreary day. We do have to run a couple errands, so hopefully the weather will cooperate. Yet another very restless night on Cole's part. Sometimes I think that Cole just doesn't like to sleep, that he'd be more than happy if we all only slept 5 or 6 hours a night. Or he's just having a hard time wasting away the night when there are so many other things to do!

Cory said our bed has sprung a leak (softside waterbed - individual tubes, very sold, no worries about co-sleeping). So after Accalia gets up, I get to take apart everything and dry it off. I can't wait until we can afford a new bed! It's been a huge pain to move that bed - let's see, 3 times in our married life - and I'd love a nice, normal bed :)

Cole's latest addition to his vocal repertoire is this dreadful noise that sounds like he's gasping for breath. It's really, really awful. If you aren't right there with him and watch him while he does it, you might think he's drowning and trying to breath in a smoke-filled room. Let's hope this noise loses its novelty quickly!