Tomorrow we're leaving for a weekend with Cory's parents, so I won't be posting until Monday or Tuesday most likely. We haven't been to their house for quite a while, it feels like, since they've been coming to see us more recently.

Cole has been one talkative fellow today. His word of choice is "mom." It sounds so funny to me because Accalia has never called me Mom. She's always referred to me as Mommy or Mama. When Cole is upset because Accalia has something he wants or he can't reach something he wants, he'll come to wherever I am and yell "Mom!"

Last night Accalia got out of bed in the middle of the night, ran out into the hallway, took off her pajamas and came back to bed. No idea why she did that, and she doesn't remember doing it. As soon as she woke up this morning, though, she told me about her dream. She dreamt that the downstairs was covered with ice and that it was cracking.

This afternoon, after being inspired by my friend Amy's trip to a nearby state recreation area, the kids and I went out to our recreation area for a while. I asked Accalia if she wanted to walk in the woods. "Does it have a path?" She could barely contain her excitement when I told her there was a path. So we walked on that path until we came to some workers doing maintenance and had to turn around. Then we played on the playground equipment nearby.

Now I have to concentrate on laundry and packing. Fun, fun, fun!