Getting used to being four... Our oldest has been a real trouper as a big sister - being a new big sister isn't always fun. Nevertheless, she's been handling it well, and has been very sweet with Bea. Bea is mostly a quiet girl, but she does cry (like all babies do), and last night she was up from, oh, 11:30 PM till after 3:00 AM. Laurel woke up around 1:30, came upstairs, and told Bea "Don't worry, I'm here", and wanted to hold her and help to keep her calm. She was a little upset about the noise and the crying, but mostly it seemed that she wanted to help comfort her little sister. It's moments like that that make parenting worthwhile, and counterbalance the moments when I want to toss her into a snowbank.  ¶ 11:09 PM