Hope is popping up with new bumps and cuts all of the time. I am not sure if it's not understanding her new surroundings, or she's just coincidentally becoming fully TWO! Yesterday, she was learning to keep her hands warm by tucking them into her little yellow jacket. She looked so cute walking along, like a cold- weather veteran. Just when we turn around to walk forward, imagine what happened. She tripped and fell face first into the cold gravel path. Caleb raced to pick her up as she screamed out her little Hopie Cry, and lifted her up, hands still in pockets. My poor baby. Then tonight, we hear her going down the stairs in the coffee shop, as someone races to pick her up. You have to see her face.