Thursday, January 31, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
The boys have been working on their flips (glorified summersalts). Today, Ben and Jack were convinced they were doing backwards flips. I was trying to explain to them that they were not backwards flips because they were still going frontwards. I told them that for it to be backwards, they would have to bring their feet over their heads and push themselves over with their hands. They told me that "nobody could do that, it is impossible". Well, I just couldn't let that go. I demonstrated on the hard basement floor that it was not impossible....stupid, but not impossible. My poor neck. :( And, believe me, they were less than amazed.
Winter makes these crazy boys a bit CRAZIER!!!
The new shoes do look cuter with socks and ummm....pants, but Charlie does have a way of making everything look cute.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Celebration Pizza with Grandparents at Vito & Nicks.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
I remember being so excited when the boys were old enough to walk with me, rather than me carrying them or using the stroller. That skill gave us so much more freedom. To just be able to get everyone upstairs at naptime in one trip was wonderful, not to mention being able to run into Osco for milk.
I believe that this skill emerged right around the time they turned two. The problem turned out to be that even when we reached the point that they could do it, their attention span of was pretty non-existent. In order to get them to follow me consistently, I discovered that if I gave them something to do as they were following me, I would be less likely to lose them (lose their attention, not physically lose the boys). So, we started marching and clapping all together. It worked beautifully, except for the fact that the "L" sound was not a sound that they could make yet and they would substitute it with a "W" sound. Well, since I was with them every day and was used to the way they talked, I didn't really notice what they were saying. One day, we were at Jen & Craig's house for a family birthday party. At one point, I was trying to get the boys to come with me so, I started with the march, march,clap. My family thought it was just about the funniest thing that they had ever seen. The boys were yelling "March! March! Crap!!" as loud as they could as they followed me. My dad took a video and I re-discovered it a few weeks ago. It is pretty funny and the boys are so cute and little!!
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Enjoy!! BTW, let me know if you are offended, I'll take it off. I wouldn't want to lose either of my loyal readers. ;) LOL!!
THE NEXT SURVIVOR SERIES Six married men will be dropped on an island with one car and 3 kids each for six weeks. Each kid will play two sports and either take music or dance classes. There is no fast food. Each man must take care of his 3 kids; keep his assigned house clean, correct all homework, and complete science projects, cook, do laundry, and pay a list of "pretend" bills with not enough money. In addition, each man will have to budget in money for groceries each week. Each man must remember the birthdays of all their friends and relatives, and send cards out on time. Each man must also take each child to a doctor's appointment, a dentist appointment and a haircut appointment. He must make one unscheduled and inconvenient visit per child to the Urgent Care. He must also make cookies or cupcakes for a social function. Each man will be responsible for decorating his own assigned house, planting flowers outside and keeping it presentable at all times. The men will only have access to television when the kids are asleep and all chores are done. The men must shave their legs, wear makeup daily, adorn himself with jewelry, wear uncomfortable yet stylish shoes, keep fingernails polished and eyebrows groomed. During one of the six weeks, the men will have to endure severe abdominal cramps, back aches, and have extreme, unexplained mood swings but never once complain or slow down from other duties. They must attend weekly school meetings, church, and find time at; least once to spend the afternoon at the park or a similar setting. They will need to read a book and then pray with the children each night and in the morning, feed them, dress them, brush their teeth and comb their hair by 7:00 am. A test will be given at the end of the six weeks, and each father will be required to know all of the following information: each child's birthday, height, weight, shoe size, clothes size and doctor's name. Also the child's weight at birth, length, time of birth, and length of labor, each child's favorite color, middle name, favorite snack, favorite song, favorite drink, favorite toy, biggest fear and what they want to be when they grow up. The kids vote them off the island based on performance. The last man wins only if...he still has enough energy to be intimate with his spouse at a moment's notice.If the last man does win, he can play the game over and over and over again for the next 18-25 years eventually earning the right To be called Mother!
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
So, Charlie and I started out our kindergarten *free* time with a purpose. We went to Target first this morning because I love Target, its fun, and ours is a SuperTarget. So, in addition to the gloves that the boys desperately needed, I could also get all of our groceries and new socks and undershirts for the boys. Target turned out to be a bust for gloves. They had lots of girls stuff and some baby stuff and some adult stuff, but the pickings for young boys were pretty slim. There was nothing in the boys' size, or even close to their size. I couldn't be too choosy considering it is "off season" (?). I did see some cute swimming trunks though, but, I was a good girl and stayed on track...no bathing suits today.
Charlie and I continued our morning adventure, in the freezing cold and snow, by heading over to the mall. I went to Children's Place, Gymboree, GapKids, Sears and Macy's. This picture is the boys modeling the gloves that I ended up with from Sears.
The good news is that they were on sale, the bad news is that they are HUGE!! Needless to say, the boys did not last out in the snow for very long. They tried sledding down our hill a few times, but gloves came off, there were tears and it wasn't pretty. I guess that I should have just paid the stupid $15/pair and ordered the LLBean ones when I got their coats and hats. Grrr....
Monday, January 21, 2008
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Grandmom came and we all had a nice visit and enjoyed dinner. (Jack even really liked the chili...yay...he was so surprised!) After dinner, I started serving the ice cream sundaes and everyone was enjoying them. After a few minutes, I looked at Ben. He had ice cream all over his face and even in his hair. It was surprising because usually, he is usually my neatest eater.
Since we hadn't had ice cream in a while, I had forgotten that whenever the boys eat ice cream, they always drink the remaining melted ice cream out of the bowl before they are finished. Since today the ice cream also included chocolate and strawberry toppings, it made for some messier than usual boys. Now why would I mention this in my blog today?!?!?! You would never believe who they learned this crazy thing from??? Definitely not me...it was Grandmom Adelaide.
So, this whole crazy family had an ice cream drinking party on a day where the high temperature outside was about zero.
The dessert this evening also reminded me of the first time that Grandmom Adelaide taught the boys the "proper" way to eat ice cream. We had brought over some McDonald's ice cream to Grandmom's house shortly after she moved to Aurora, when the boys were 3 years old. We sat out on the patio of her new house on the beautiful August evening and ate our ice cream. As everyone was finishing up, Grandmom showed the boys that they should drink the melted ice cream. She neglected to mention that if a bee lands on the rim of your ice cream cup, to wait for the bee to fly away before finishing. Jack was so excited about drinking his ice cream and determined to drink every last bit of that ice cream that he did not notice the bee sitting on his cup that also wanted a taste.
That rotten bee got poor Jack right on the eye lid. His eye looked awful, but it definitely has not detered him from finishing future ice cream sundaes.
A copy of Drew's work is below.
On the front of the paper, Drew wrote: "My family went to school and the McDonalds's PlayPlace and then Piano lessons and rellay rellay rellay rellay last of all is to my house"
Drew's teacher was obviously happy with his work because she wrote a big "Awesome!" in orange crayon. When we were going through Drew's backpack, I saw his work and told him what a great job I thought he did. He was like "whatever". Well, apparently even though Mr. Smarty Pants acts all cool, it turns the praise is very important to him.
This is another piece of school work that Drew brought home a few days later. I was flipping through all of the stuff that the boys had brought home from school and noticed it said "Nice Job" on it. A few minutes later I happened to give it a second look and wondered what was so "nice" about it to make his teacher stop and comment. I looked closer at the writing and realized that Drew had taken it upon himself to write "Nice Job". It sorta made me laugh. It is a very nice job Drew and I am so glad that you are proud of yourself!!!
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
As you probably remember, Craig and I wrote you in July in hopes to get on your prayer list, as we were struggling with infertility for quite some time, and needed a little help. Well, as you know, God listened to all of our prayers and blessed us with a triplet pregnancy.
Even though I have had a very challenging pregnancy, spending the last 43 out of 46 nights in the hospital, all of our little boys continue to do fantastic. Today we reached HUGE milestone, one that we did not think we were ever going to get to....28 weeks!!! We are hoping to make it a great deal farther, with a delivery date of approx. March 5th if everything goes perfectly, but consider ourselves very blessed to have made it to this point. We truly appreciate all of the prayers that you have been saying on our little guys' behalf, as we don't think we would be in this amazing situation if it weren't for them.
Our next big milestone will be week 32, which is February 13th. At that time, I will send another update on my pregnancy (hopefully), or the birth of our little miracles. Until then, please continue to bless us with your prayers... they are working!!!
FYI- Average baby weights for a 28 week pregnancy is 2lbs 6ozs. Following are our approx. weights:
Baby A: 2lbs 11ozs
Baby B: 2lbs 1oz
Baby C: 2lbs 4ozs
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Charlie is not sure what to make of a GIRL!!
Drew and Ben
Great form Jack!!
The majority of our mornings run relatively smooth. Charlie and I get up at about 7:15, Spencer is long gone. Charlie drinks his milk on my bedroom floor and plays while I take a shower and get ready. We go get the boys about 7:45. The assembly line of baths begin. The boys go one-by-one with each bath taking probably less than 5 minutes. Charlie is thrown in the bath tub at any point during the process when he needs to be contained or entertained. The boys get dressed as they get out and Charlie is always the last one out and I dress him and go downstairs. When we get downstairs, the boys decide what they would like for breakfast from our wide assortment of frozen breakfasts. I warm them up and pour their milk while they are supposed to be getting their shoes on. They have until 8:40 to eat. I sometimes get a chance to peek at my blog for comments ;) while they eat breakfast.
At 8:40, it is time to put on coats, hats, mittens, backpacks and get in the car. This is where the breakdown of our not-so-well-oiled machine begins. Someone forgot to put their shoes on, someone can't find a mitten, someone can't find their box-tops, someone forgot to zipper their backpack and everything falls out. I'm not exactly sure what exactly happens and where everything goes, because it was all there and ready to go 5 minutes earlier, but something/everything always goes wrong.
You would think that we could all relax when we are finally in the car, but not quite yet. Something important always needs to be discussed between the 3 of them before they can buckle their seatbelts. (?) The car is running, Charlie and I are buckled and the boys are talking about 'who knows what'. No matter how many times, I say "sit down and put your seatbelt on", it takes forever!! When we get close to the school and in the car line, I remind the boys that they should put their backpacks on and make sure that they have all of their stuff ready to get out when we get to the front of the line. Somehow, mittens and hats get lost, noses start running, shoes get untied all in the 2 MINUTES it takes to drive to school! We are always holding up the car line. Most people have one or two kids getting out of their car. We have 3 and they are all kindergarteners, kindergarteners that on more than a few occassions come running back to my van after they have gotten out because they have forgotten the ONE thing that they have to bring in with them...their BACKPACKS!
I have got to find a new way to manage those last 15 minutes. Our morning adventure always ends with me yelling "get out, get out, get out!, oh yeah and have fun, I love you". And, on some days, it takes me the whole 2 hours and 45 minutes of kindergarten time to recover and put the
house back together.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
I snapped a few other quick pictures tonight.
Jack is turning out to be a math genius, just like his daddy. He was counting by 11's tonight and made it up to 1400-something. This is Daddy checking to make sure that whatever number Jack was up to was still divisible by 11, and it was.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Friday, January 11, 2008
I cannot believe the rude things that people say to moms. This morning, Charlie and I were running errands. On the way into Target, some middle-aged (OLDER THAN ME!) guy, felt the need to shout to me from about 20 feet away "that kid needs a hat!". Who says things like that to people that they don't know!?!?! It was 37 degrees outside, we were parked 3 cars from the front of the store and Charlie was wearing a turtle-neck, overalls and a bulky winter coat that had a hood. Unfortunately for my mommy ego, Charlie thought it was a funny game to keep leaning his head back to knock down his hood. To top it off, this guy looked like he didn't have a clue how to take care of a baby. He looked like he was a 45 year old bachelor that drives a truck. Did I look that incompetent as a mother, a job that I have been doing all day, every day for the last 5,1/2 years, that some guy has to tell me that it is cold out?!?!?! How rude!
Last spring, Charlie pulled off his socks and shoes constantly. I always put socks on him when we were going somewhere but he would always pull them off. I would put them in my purse while we were in stores and then put them back on him when we were leaving. I could not believe the number of strangers that would make comments to me about him not having anything on his feet and not nice, friendly comments either. Some people are so mean and bold and probably need to get a hobby or a job! ;)
Obviously, I don't have any cute pictures to go with the theme of my post today. So, I thought I would just add a few old pictures for fun.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Hello Mary, full of rice
The Word is with You
Blessed are you and women
And blessed is the food of your warm Jesus
I guess we are starting over tomorrow. ;)
Monday, January 7, 2008
As you can see, Charlie has his own room. He actually has his own bathroom too. I'm not sure how that is going to work out as the years go by...he better enjoy it while he has it. For now, his big brothers think sharing a room is better.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Our Grape Monster
Christmas Break is over and the boys are back in school tomorrow. It has been a quick 2 weeks!! Happy Monday!