I'm still sick. And Cole seems to have caught a new cold - maybe thanks to me. Who knows. I'll just be glad when we're all better again. This is getting really old.

Tonight, while Cory took Cole and Lucy for a walk, Accalia and I played Chutes and Ladders. I tried my hardest to not win, but I did. Accalia was so sad. Tears welled up in her eyes and she said in a quavery voice, "I was supposed to win!" Thankfully Cory came home then and played a game with her, which she won. Poor kiddo. Best not to play win-lose type games when it's getting later on in the day.

I think it's safe to say Cole has gone down to one nap a day. It's kind of hard even though I'm used to having at least one child awake throughout the day. Part of it is that he's just constantly on the go now that he's a full fledged walker. Today he was just walking back and forth all day. He'd walk between the living room and the office/playroom, peak around the corner and say, "Huh?" Very cute.

Cory's tearing up our nasty brown carpeting in the living. There are beautiful wood floors underneath (which we knew already). Such a shame that they've been covered up for decades.