Oh, sister!

Our Girls

Did our girls have fun at Schoodic? Does the wave crash to the shore?

Maya, all nearly four teeth of her, loved the sand and the opportunity to practice crawling and scooting. She actually made butt prints in the sand and she made her way along. She ate a hardy amount of sand and likely some bugs and I know of at least one acorn.

Ella, despite the chilly weather and occasional downpour, spent most of the weekend in her bathing suit and swam every chance she got (translation: whenever she could connive an adult to suit up as well.) Then she would come in for hot chocolate and recoup for her next swim. The arm floaties are quite amazing to me, allowing her to swim over her head with little to no assistance. Good or bad for learning to swim I don't know, but she loved the independence and so did we.

We only took 400 pictures while we were there. Here are a few. Sandi has a slide show to be put on soon with a whole bunch more. (And camping pictures will be posted soon as well. Better late than never, right?)

We arrived home from our two nights at Schoodic with some profoundly tired girls who were as disinterested in sleep as a cat is in a bath. Maya slept took one 1 hour nap the entire day and they were both still awake at 8:30 p.m. after over two hours of trying to get them to bed. Maya slept for an hour and then wouldn't go back to sleep. Ella went from fussy to believably terrified of something in her room. Sandi and I, trying to eat a quiet kidless dinner and get some time alone before her work weekend, were ready to send Mochy on kid duty and retire for the night. Then, Sandi came up with an idea...

In our house, having a good idea is as commonplace as brushing our teeth- it happens at least once a day and is no less important to our household. We are full of good ideas, sometimes great ones. Ella even says, at least every other day, "I've got a great idea!" This could be our family motto.

So Sandi's Idea was that we put the girls together in one room. At first pass, this did not seem like a Great Idea, especially at that moment. But the more they cried and the more Sandi argued her case, the more sense it made. Ella wouldn't be scared if Maya was with her. They were going to share a room eventually anyway. They slept in the same room in Moosehead and at Schoodic and both were unaffected by the other waking and making noise.

Up we tromp to the second floor, lights on, Allen wrenches out (we have to disassemble the crib to fit it in Ella's door) and operation Sleep Reorganization was in motion. Half an hour later, the girls both happily in dreamland across the room from each other so each could see the other, Sandi and I laid in our baby-free bedroom, lights on, windows thrown open, talking in NORMAL tones and suddenly her good idea really had become a Great Idea.

And it has been ever since.