Another Day at the Beach

One of the problems I have with keeping my blog updated is that I'll start a post and then get interrupted, and by the time I remember to go back to it, it really doesn't seem relevant anymore so I just start a new post, which then gets interrupted... you get the idea. So I have all of these unfinished posts just sitting there.
I came across the pictures I planned on using in a post back in October and decided that even though they are technically not an update, I (in hopes that it will entice more of y'all to come visit us) wanted to post them anyway.

These are the pictures from the last visit we made to the beach where the water was still warm enough for us (i.e. me and my thin blood... braver souls venture in much later in the year than this) to swim. This was in mid-October.  We met Andy there after work on a Friday evening, and it was really the most perfect beach outing we've had so far.

At our beach there usually is a sandbar that's shallow enough for Landon play on, but on this day the tide was out and the sandbar was high enough that it was actually out of the water. Landon could sit on dry land and build sandcastles in the middle of the ocean. So amazing.

 Andy and Landon playing on the sandbar

 Livia getting her toes in the water. You can see the beach behind them with the ocean in between.

 Livia footprints.

 Landon, Livia (in my arms) and me sharing the sandbar with some friends. 

Hamming it up on the beach. 

This is ten minutes from our front door. Really, why haven't you come to visit yet? 

Every single day Landon's pronunciation of words gets more accurate. Last night, while reading a favorite book, he changed, mid read, the way he said the word "sky" from "ky" to "sky". I mostly find this heartbreaking.

One of my favorite mispronunciations of his is when he says the word "silly". Right  now it's, "Landon is bein' so sirry. " I know it's only a matter of time before sirry will be extinct. And I always want to remember exactly how it sounds coming out of that little, earnest mouth.

Having two kids has certainly been an adventure so far. There have been a few tears (mostly mine), a few time-outs (again, mostly mine), a lot of learning, and, lately, lots of laughing in this new territory of sibling-hood.

When Livia first came home Landon was mostly of the "maybe if we ignore her she'll go away" mindset. There were moments (or more like seconds) of tender big brother hand holding. Those moments gradually progressed to more frequent occurrences of big brother loving pets. Recently, however, life's gotten a lot more fun. They've started to play together. Now, there are squeals of delight, peek-a-boo's, and baby girl giggles. I love this. 

One of their favorite games to play is chase. This is especially fun when played with Landon's tunnel (thank you Melissa!). Landon crawls inside and peeks out the windows shouting "Livia!" (pronounced 

We ah wa) until she catches on and starts in after him. Then the chase begins. Round and round, in and out, laughing, screaming and squealing. Watching this is the best ever.