Baby you are COLD

I went to pick the kids up at school today. It is always a crazy mad house. Instead of 1 kid going happily crazy to see his parent/caretaker, I have 3. Well, today 2, with all the commotion, I did not realize that Bralee was not present. Yes, bad, bad mother. We greet each other happily, as Joseph gets mad for having to give up his time.

I notice Bralee (all 20 lbs of her) is a very cold, not hot, but COLD! I continuously state, ‘Bralee, your hands are frozen!’ Finally one of the ladies informs me, ‘yeah, she has been outside.’ Joseph and Brian are warm as snuggle bugs and show no signs of having been outside. This did not throw up flags to me as a parent, until on the way home…about 7 minutes after leaving the school. Cough,Cough,Cough,Cough.

Joseph and Bralee are in the same classroom. Brian has been moved up into another, but this morning, due to lack of students, he was back in with the other 2. Luckily, I dressed them in fleece lined pants and double layered their shirts. So, I ask myself, why was Bralee, the most fragile outside and the other 2 inside for play time. The high was 43 degrees today. I do pick up at 5pm. If you think about it that 43 degrees was probably not at, or close to 5pm!

Do I ask that they give special treatment to Bralee? Ask that they only allow her to be outside for a set amount of time? I do not want to be that parent, but I have to look out for the best of my child. Bralee has struggled enough in and through my eyes.

I have been keeping them secluded from stores and crowds. For fear of them getting sick and unable to go visiting for Christmas. Hopefully and more than likely it is just another flare up of Bronchitis!

Christmas Tree Up's & Down's

This is the first year Shane and I have put up a Christmas tree. True, we have never put up a tree. We have never even owned a tree. The tree we have put up was given to us. Which is great. That way if the kids tackle it, I will not blow my top nor will Shane. My mother brought up a entire assorted box of lights. We are sure to have plenty. We are putting a limited number of ornaments on it.

We are putting 1 ornament per child/per year. These ornaments are to represent them at that stage in life; their likes, favorite characters, favorite animal, etc. We are going to keep this going and when they move out on their own, send their ornaments with them for their 1st tree.

The other night, I took each child individually out front to see the neighbors Christmas lights. Nothing major, just a couple around trees and such. They went crazy. I decided to load them up and go hunt down some “really light up houses.” I was amazed, they would spot them before I did. Now every evening in the car, they look for lights and have finally noticed that Red Lights exist. I wonder how they would react if they saw flashing lights in the rear window…lets say blue? I do not want to find out either!

When we plugged the tree in and the lights came on, it was magical. Brian said “wow,” very low tone. None of them could keep from touching the lights. As if making sure they truly did exist.

A week later: The tree only has the lights, 4 ornaments, and a topper remaining. Two branches have been broken off. I placed gifts underneath it today. Guess who sneaks a gift to unwrap? Joseph, no, not Bralee our candy thief. I have caught Joseph unwrapping 2 gifts, 1 his and 1 Bralee’s. After they went to bed, I just put all the gifts into a closet. Hopefully they, well Brian, does not open the closet door. If he does, he will be buried under gifts and pampers.

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Joseph- has really taken to singing. What songs you may ask? It does not matter, he likes them all. Happy Birthday, particularly well for some reason, possibly because we attended 2 parties back to back recently. He pronounces his name 'Oseph', spots and pronounces 'istmas ree'! For him this is a major milestone. He still says 'iemu' for 'I love you'!
Brian- is really play mother duck to her ducklings. He will undress Bralee and Joseph for bath time. He has been able to put his shoes on since August and put them on correct footing with simple directions. Now he is able to put shirt and busily working at pants, as well. He is showing more eagerness toward the potty.
Bralee- is able to make more compound phrases. We were sitting together and all the sudden, I said 'boo,' she grinned and said "mommy you care me!" She is able to put on her shoes and with little directions get them on the correct footing. She is showing a lot of interest in the potty as well.

As with last winter, we stick with habits, they all 3 know that NO ONE goes out the door without their hat. Brian is the only one that knows how to put his hat on, but strangely enough, they all know how to take it off!

Tonsils Vs. Ears

Cookies and they will do anything!
Dead giveaway...the chair and poor piggy

Shane's current project. The kids Swing set.

Yeah, I know it is on backwards, but all he knows it that he accomplished getting it on! He can get his shoes on, now his shirt. I'm fine with it!

Gotta love the mocking!

Thanks to seeing another mother’s blog, I decided to ‘interview’ the kids at this stage of development. I do not know what will be more interesting. The way they express themselves, or the fact that while I was talking with Joseph, Bralee came running in a mad dash in nothing but a shirt and socks for her sippy cup of milk. Yeah, she was minus the diaper! I just followed her back to the potty and did my interview of her there! I just really need someone anyone to come, sit with me, and walk me through it once.

I took Brian to the doctor this morning to check out his tonsils. Naturally, we go in for one thing, come out with something else. His tonsils are okay, just a little enlarged. No reason for removal. Although, his left ear did have fluid behind it. The doctor asked, “has he had a lot of ear infections?” I proudly reply, ‘only a couple, maybe 3, the last being this summer.’ He decides to put him on some nose drops and do a hearing test.

Okay, Brian’s appointment was at 9:30, it is almost 12. We go do the hearing test and Brian does not do so well. Nothing that the drops or possibly tubes will not help. In the waiting area, every child was so antsy and tired of waiting that us parents decided to just let them rule the roost! When the doctor did come in to see us, Brian was asking for his milk, that I had him ask the doctor when could he have some milk.

Joseph and Brian on a nightly visit in the NICU...holding hands. They never co-bedded, but Brian would go visiting!
Bralee...our fighter. Beating the odds stacked against her. She kept a lot of people on their knees praying. The angels (which come in so many forms) watched over her.

Now they hate to be touched by one another. (Joseph {L} and Brian{R})

Brian...he was as jealous with his attention then as he is now

Joseph...I call this my superhero pose. Needless to say he was not feeling like no superhero.

This morning was another bad morning with Brian and separating. He stood, face plastered to the glass of the door, screaming ,kicking and banging his head when I dropped him off.

I stood outside the door, out of sight, ready to cry myself. I know what it feels like to be that child crying. Scared of change and being separated. Also when any of my kids cry, I cringe.

Each one of my kids have a certain cry, you know the one that says, ‘something is not right.’ I hate that cry. I HATE doctor appointments where they have to get shots of any kind. Yes, I know it is for their own well being, but it hurts me.

Their are 2 places that I have spent time at with loved ones that made me look at life differently: 1. a chemotherapy center –the people are full of hope, survival and fight.

2. a NICU- the littlest of fighters I have ever seen. The only voices they have are that of medical professionals and loved ones. Because most of their cries are so faint, they are not able to be heard. It is an experience that will break you down to your knees.

Both of these environments changed me. Helped me to grow. They have a common bond, they both fight to survive.

Sleep Study

This is what Bralee is doing to her pacifier's

Okay, I have discussed Brian and his odd sleeping, or lack their of, issues. He is the only one that is not in a toddler bed. I guess he thought he would make himself one. He has turned the bottom of the closet into a bed. His bed.

A couple of days ago, Shane and I decided to de-clutter closets. We moved all the diapers from their closet to the hall closet. Their shoe tub out from underneath the bed and put it in the closet. The shoe tub is now Brian’s bed.

On the other hand when you open up the hall closet, you now have to worry about being buried in diapers, pull ups and wipes. Instead of the usual blankets, sheets and pillow cases.

Brian had his sleep study. It went fine. The most pain free and stress free (if you do not have sensory input/texture issues) test you could ever have preformed. I warned them to bring help to put all those sticky things on him. Luckily they listened. Brian did not eve let me put on his admission bracelet. Therefore the Doritos bag wore it.

The technician came in and said ‘we will start with the ankles first, that way it will be easier.’ I thought to myself, yeah right, the kid will not even let me touch his feet, he hates his feet to be touched unless he initiates it. That did it, Brian started screaming, grabbing at the technician, and pinching. We decided to keep moving with placing the probes. I knew, no matter what, it would not be any better or easier.

Bottom line, all went well…he slept, as he was intended to. They woke us at 5am. They de-corded him. He told them bye.

Joseph is starting to “think” he is ruler of the bedroom. Now that he is in a toddler bed, he controls the TV, lights, and radio. He would also rather be in his room more than any where else.
Bralee is attached to the chairs. She has come to realize that if something is out of reach it is ok.

She goes gets a chair. Carries it back to the destination (no matter how far that may be) and she will climb to get into anything her heart desires…anything. Great for problem solving. Not so great for the childproofing aspect. I am considering contacting the local fast food restaurants and asking about bolting all chairs into the floor.

On the other hand, I have been getting together some photos for a family member for a Christmas gift. My oh my, I cannot believe how much the kiddies have changed.

Bralee has went through some great and some really bad hair phases.

Brian’s biggest changes have been in his face.

Joseph, it is really odd, he has not changed very much.

All my photos are “semi” organized on cd’s. When I say “semi” I do mean semi. If anyone has some ideas on how I can organize these photos and get them stored please tell me. I would rather start now and not wait and play catch up at 4 and 5 years old.

I am on the verge of throwing the keyboard out the window. My rrrrrrrrrrrrrrr button is stuck. That is fine, but not when you never realized how many words contain the letter “R” and you are stuck hitting delete more than actually typing. I will be purchasing a new keyboard on my trip to Wal-Mart.

My bed last night from 4am til 8am. Yes I was kicked out of my bed. Then rudely kicked over by Brian at 5:30am sleep walking or some craziness. Once he realized it was Momma that he had tripped over, well he thought it would be fun to join me. Luckily the floor never runs out of space!The bed got to be a outrageously crazy place this morning at about 4am. I honestly do not even know which one came into our room first. I just know they kept coming and the space kept getting more limited. I decided I would sleep more peaceful knowing I was not covering one with a pillow, if I just slept on the floor. At least on the floor, I would have plenty of space.

Joseph is now in a toddler bed. My mom (Nanna) lucked up on it for the bargain price of $2.00. As for Joseph, it is the grandest thing. He will come and get his milk or snack, go back to his bed and turn on the TV and just veg out. No, this is not a behavior I will accept, but I will let him get familiar with the new bed. What he does not know, is that the TV is coming out of the room all together in a couple of weeks. Also, as you can see, Bralee is still in the middle of things.

Oh yeah and for those who do not know...do not let Joseph touch your hat. He gets attached really quick.

Shane letting the kids help make deer jerky...yummy!

I take Brian tomorrow evening to stay overnight at Children's Hospital for a sleep study.

The Split of My Angels....Not Yours

I did it. I split my kids up in daycare. They go to school/childcare/daycare 1 day a week. The director of the center called last week asking if we could move Brian up into a more advanced class. I must say it took me my surprise.

I decided I would not dwell on this transition. I knew it would be rocky, more for Brian than the others. Brian and Bralee are extremely attached. I suppose it is good that they are being separated at this point than later.

I stood outside the door of Brian's classroom and listened to him cry. Yes, I was out of sight. The teacher would try and distract him. He would kick,start crying harder and run back to the door. I held strong and he finally calmed himself after about 20 minutes.

I went to pick the kids up and was surprised with the report. They did not allow Brian to sleep next to Bralee either. When the kids did meet up in the “gross motor” room the teachers said, “it was like a joyous reunion.” I can imagine. When we separate them on overnight stays, it is as well.

Here is the GREAT punch line. They also stated that Joseph preformed better in Brian’s absence! Although on the other hand was a bully toward Bralee!?!
Let me just state this up front. They only have 2 classrooms. My 3rd child will not be sitting in the hallway! 

This evening, since being at home, Brian and Bralee have been inseparable! Loving, kissing and hugging on one another. Joseph on the other hand, has bitten Brian and kicked Bralee!

I am thankful for the separation. They can learn to perform amongst their peers as individuals and not as "The Triplets."

My Angels….Not Yours
Even though that child may not be an angel in your eyes and for the most part far from an “angel.” You, yourself will never truly know what that parent has watched that child fight through, for, or against to be where they are today. Therefore in their eyes and in many others they are a “angel.”

Shoes and Curls

We finally got back Bralee's shoes. Yeppers, we dropped her off at school and there they were. Surprisingly, I looked at the other little girls feet and she had on shiny new black shoes. She needed them!

Okay, I loved Brian's new haircut after he got it cut. Mind you, he got it cut in October. I started really missing his curls about a week later. That was how long it took me to remember why I desperately needed him to get it cut in the first place. He HATED for me to brush/comb/touch his hair.

I took Brian with me to get his haircut today. He has not had one since October. I was/am going to let it grow back out. Although, with the holidays, I was going to get it trimmed. No such luck. He refused. The hairdresser was able to make one cut and that was it. With me holding him down. So she could even it out on the opposite side. She got in 2 cuts. One above each ear.

Bottom line. Brian's hair will grow until he can tell us he wants a haircut. Can climb into the chair by himself without crying. Sit fairly still. And we just may possibly throw into play, when he can pay for it himself. Because no matter how much I liked his haircut, I loved his curls.

Thinking Back

Bralee had just had surgery and not doing very well. Joseph was getting ready to have surgery in a couple of days at this point. Although, he was located in a bassinet right across from Brian. Brian was healthy, just feeding and growing.

It is odd. Mine never co-bedded. They were never healthy enough at the same time. But the greatest thing was taking place late at night. They would take Brian off his monitors and let him go visit Bralee and Joseph. Once I found out about this I just had to take part in it. Be witness to the joy of visitations/bonding.

I could not believe it. I was going to be holding Brian, while checking in and visiting with Bralee. It was an amazing and brief experience.

The first time I held 2 of them at a time was 8/26/07. They were born on 07/25/07. I never got to hold all 3 of them at once until November. That is when Bralee made her arrival home.

I have a multitude of things to be happy for this holiday season, but the things that are to be most “Thankful” for are my family. Not just the ones you see photos of on here, but the ones that are in the background. The ones that helped me and these angels get to where we are today. The grandparents, aunts, uncles, brothers and sisters.

Odd Night Time Behaviors

Over the weekend my mother was gracious enough to watch the kids, which she does often actually. Although, my brother and sister-in-law ended up with one of my boys. That was more than fine, as well. They have kept him before and he enjoys them.

I did call and speak with my brother to alert him of some of Brian’s new and awkward behaviors. He will lay and stare into outer space for hours. Sometimes he will acknowledge you and sometimes not. He likes his hand to be held. Most importantly, do not be alarmed, if in the middle of the night you wake up to him standing beside you just staring.

Oh yeah, it is freaky. He comes into our bedroom, stands beside us and just stares at us like he has never seen us before. We never know exactly how long he has been standing their sometimes. The pillow and blanket is always with him. Once we acknowledge him, he either climbs into bed with us or goes back to his bed.

Well, now Joseph is starting this thing where he comes in the middle of the night and just stands on my side of the bed. Yeah, the blanket is always with him as well. He wakes us up with his sucking noises. He waits for his invitation into bed. With his stubbornness, I can honestly say, he would wait hours.

I can feel and see that Bralee will be next. She already sleeps halfway standing up. We are constantly laying her back in her bed. Or being extra careful opening the door to the room, for fear she is sleeping behind it again.

I suppose my side is a pretty happening place. Maybe a traffic light will be needed if Bralee starts any bad habits.

Remember my post a while back about Brian, all his pillows, his blanket and now his book. Here is a look into his bed. Joseph, he just has all blankets. Bralee, her bed stays for the most part nice and neat. All she needs is her pacifier.

Rib Rub and "Not" Bralee's shoes

I suppose Bralee’s shoes were a hit in the other household! They have not been returned to her school yet. I did my civil duty and returned the other childs. Honestly, I just felt bad for the other little girl whom had to suffer the hours with her feet stuffed in Bralee’s shoes. I still laugh at the situation.
Afterall, we all have a crazy day every now and then. I have been dropping my triplets off to them for a couple of months now every “Monday” morning. Yeah, I only let them go on Monday’s.

Sunday we had a great “Family Day.” The kids have been battling sickness so we stayed home from church, but made a fun day of it. Shane fired up the grill and let the kids get active with seasoning and fixing some ribs.

While they were cooking they ran and played in the backyard, truly enjoying the beautiful day. We all sat down and enjoyed our supper. Then filled the house with wonderful smells of a Vapor Bath. Luckily the only coughing lullaby we fell asleep to last night was Joseph’s.

Here we go Again!

Oh,yeah, Hello Pediatrician office! We all went this morning.

At first, I was not going to take Joseph, he was acting pretty ok, just a little coughing here and there. Although, Nana is keeping the kids this weekend and I do not want any worries while their, I got him in as well. He is fine. He did get tested for Strep, but it was negative!

Bralee, well she has Bronchitis again. Here we go on another antibiotic ride. Hopefully this time my kitchen floor does not get to eat the yogurt as well! She is coughing so much and sleeping so little. Actually the only one getting the most sleep is Joseph. Brian worries about Bralee, therefore he follows wherever she goes!

Brian, he has an ear infection. I knew he had it, I was just putting off antibiotics. He is also having problems with his tonsils and going to an Ear,Nose, and Throat specialist in December. I am certain his tonsil problem goes back to when he was on the bottle.

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Role Swithcing

Joseph used to be very passive. Whiny, yet passive. Not anymore. He is now notorious for being very dominant. Most likely coming into his firstborn role. He shoves and pushes his way into situations. Pushes others and bullies over toys and food. The other day he daringly ran up behind Brian and pushed him down while he was walking. Poor Brian fell and his sippy cup went flying. Needless to say Joseph, whom never used to get sent to Time-Out has pretty much been their non-stop lately!

Bralee, oh dear. We let them go into the back yard and play today. Yes, she would be the one, she came in with some kind of worm and so much dirt caked under her nails it was nasty. It will be her pockets that I will have to be checking instead of the boys! She is sneaky, so sneaky even at this tender age. Their is one thing that has stayed with her from way back in the NICU. She used to play with her hands, others hands, just always something with her hands; well that is the same to this day. You can tell Bralee to stop doing something, but if it has to do with her hands, it is like the signal from brain to hands is lost. I tell her 'do the hands and I need to have a talk?'

Brian, well out of all he is more of the mothering type. He is more of a caretaker. He will pull Bralee's pants up if they are falling down, try and help dress Joseph, and make sure everyone gets their milk. Speaking of milk. We all know how expensive it is getting, sometimes it would be cheaper to buy a cow and milk it, but in my case if you could not make it laugh and the milk come out her nose, then we would still have no milk. We were not even up and moving around 10 minutes this morning and Brian was trying to help get sippy cups and breakfast ready...yeah you guessed it, he dropped a whole (full) gallon of milk. It busted went all over the kitchen floor. Over the past 2 weeks my kitchen floor should be pretty healthy, it has now had a entire container of yogurt, thanks to Bralee and now the milk. I should have known something disastrous was brewing. Brian and I just mopped yesterday.

Attachment

As I was putting Brian to bed tonight, I realized a book in his bed. He automatically noticed that I noticed and slid it under his pillow, well one of his many pillows. This kid has some serious attachment issues to his one particular pillow. The other night/morning 4am I was running around the house trying to find it "The Pillow". I even ran out to the car trying to find where he had last placed it.

So this evening, I was picking them up from childcare and noticed that Bralee had on someone else's shoes. No biggie. Actually, I thought it was funny and felt sorry for the poor little girl with Bralee's narrow footed shoes. But the biggie was when they had no idea where Brian's infamous "Pillow" was. Now that was something I was not leaving without. The girl with Bralee's shoes and her mother could figure that out on another day. I will return the other girls shoes Monday and hopefully the other girls mother realizes the shoe error as well.

We found Brian's pillow. I bring it home and let him help me with the washing process. Bad mistake. Really bad mistake. He broke down crying. Proceeded to go and get one of his chairs pull it up to the machine and tried to dig out his pillow. I finally took care of the situation, but let him help me place all the laundry, pillow included into the dryer. Well, he lasted about 7 minutes. Therefore he is enjoying his "pillow" even though it is damp.

Brian is not happy with just 1 pillow in his bed, he has about 8, but only 1 is special. He also has 2 blankets, 1 is a special blanket. And now a BOOK!

Bralee, well she has a pacifier.

Joseph has about 6 or 7 blankets in his bed and whichever 1 he chooses that night is the special 1. Usually you can narrow it down between 3, which is what you better take on the road with you. But his most important favorite can never be left behind....his fingers, he loves to suck on his fingers.

Sick of being Sick

I suppose this all started shortly before Halloween. I did not get all hyped about Halloween; did not buy costumes or make major plans.

Bralee started showing signs of a cold around Thursday, but just a runny nose, more like allergies. Joseph was in the same boat and I just passed it off as allergies and treated it in that manner. Especially due to the fact that I ended up at the doctor office with Joseph and it was not even noticed. All concern was given to his passing blood in his stools. And the cycle begins.

The next day we are all sitting at the doctor office at Children's Hospital (which is where 99.99% of all their appointments are) and come out with a date of return for a test to be done. Here is the kicker, the blood is okay. The doctor gave the signs to watch for, but now we are going to be running test on the other end checking his reflux. That is fine as well, maybe, hopefully it will be the answer to his eating issues/phobias.

Now, we are into Friday, looking forward to a relaxing weekend. Which we do until Saturday/Sunday morning at 1am, coughing strikes. Bralee is struck with a cough, we pass it off as an asthma attack, treat her and go back to sleep. Sunday it rears its ugly head again and again. None us, except Joseph, got any sleep Sunday night. Brian even climbed into bed with us to pat Bralee on the back and make sure she was okay.

Monday morning, EARLY Monday morning, I take the boys to school and Shane takes Bralee to the doctor. I have to give my doctor office KUDDOS, when I call, they get us right in. Our Miss Bralee is teeter tottering between Bronchitis and Pneumonia. After the 1st initial dose of antibiotic and a couple of breathing treatments, she was as good and mean as ever. The downfall,she does not have enough intestines to fully absorb and the breathing medicine does some awful stuff to her urine so we fight one AWFUL diaper rash. I think she is smart enough now that she would run away if we did not lock it down like Fort Knox instead of getting a diaper change, or better yet, just not wear one at all.

Well, Joseph went for his testing. Shane had to take him. I have been hit like a sledge hammer with some awful sinus infection, fever and body aches to tag along with it. What I, nor Brian and Bralee, expect to see was Joseph walk back in the door hooked up to a little black box and a tube coming out of his nose. Brian and Bralee took off running and screaming. I took off running and hugging. Let me rephrase, Joseph did not walk back in, he was carried, he still was unable to walk from the anesthesia. Bottom line to all this Joseph is okay and needs to continue to eat more Fiber.

Somewhere in the last 2 weeks we have managed to spend way to much time at the doctor offices. Bralee is to be getting fit for shoe inserts for walking on her tip toes. I will be making that appointment once all the other chaos stops.

Rainy Monday

Today was so horrible, I have no pictures to post, only words. It was rainy, all day. The kids have school on Monday's, but not all day, just 3 1/2 hours. Well on the way, busy Monday morning traffic, Brian decides I was not paying enough attention to him and hit me up side the head with a half full/half empty sippy cup. Needless to say, it hurt and I was in total shock. If traffic and road conditions would not have been in bad shape, he may have been in more trouble than he was.

Well, during there whopping 3 1/2 hours, I relaxed. Which was a good thing. I walked them out of school, still pouring the rain. Good thing I parked under the awning. I placed Bralee in her seat, unfastened. I placed Joseph in his seat and buckled him in. In the midst of doing both of these 2 things, I put my keys in the front drivers seat and Brian went around to the front drivers side as well. After securing Joseph, I closed the door, told Brian to close the door and get in the back, only he could not, nor could I get in the car... he locked us both out of the car and the other 2 in the car. But remember, Bralee was not fastened in her seat. I had to coach Bralee to unlock the door, which she did.

My Birthday

See how big Brian's eyes are, they stayed that way the entire time. Pure enthusiasm

Okay, my birthday was Wednesday. I had an appointment at 9am, Shane had an appointment at 11:45, and the kids had an appointment at 2. Guess what, we made it to all of them, all of us, to all 3. They handle it like troopers.

After their appointment, we decided to do a road trip to Gatlinburg and go to the aquarium. Late afternoon, no kids, few germs, few people, let them run free. They slept in the car. Oh my, that was a delight. They usually NEVER sleep in the car. They truly enjoyed themselves at the aquarium, Joseph had no clue what he wanted to spend his time looking at, he ran from display to display. Bralee, she enjoyed it, but she is truly just a GIRLY girl. Brian, well, he was like a deer in headlights with excitement, but VERY calm and minded very well.

I truly enjoyed watching them be amazed with a new adventure. My gift from Shane was a night within the house alone! He is hunting and his parents are watching the kids! I must say, I enjoy it, but no matter how old I get I am still scared of the dark and the things that go bump in the night!

Indoor Parking

We have decided to bring the outdoors in, so all toys have came inside! The kids have more wheels than we do. That is not a problem, because it keeps them busy. Let me rephrase that, it keeps myself, husband and dog busy; busy watching our toes, feet and anything else in the path of crazy triplet drivers. For the most part the dog finds a comfortable chair and hibernates or BEGS to go outside and escape, some days I wish I could do the same!

Family Fun at the Park

Uncle Terry and Bralee
Aunt Lindsey and Bralee

Oh yeah, nothing gets attention better than water that is to be untouchable (Joseph was actually the most daring on this escapade)!

Brian

Bralee

I love, love this photo of Joseph and Shane

Brian, Bralee and Nana. At the park Brian still felt he had to keep tabs on the location of Nana and now Pop Pop (no longer PaPa) at all times. The entire trip he wanted to know if not only Pop Pop was going to be there, but if Pop Pop Gene!

Brian and his Pop Pop

Poor Brian and Joseph, watch out girls, they have very sweaty palms already at this early of an age. When I walk and hold their hands, I am always worried they are going to slip away because they get so wet and sweaty. Yeah, I know, one day they are going to slip away and walk on their own and no longer want to hold my hand, but for now, they have no choice and that is what I love. I get to hold them close, love, kiss and cuddle them without them pulling away and saying shewww momma. Bralee as we walk, she always gets to hold onto one of her brothers hands, which I think makes her very happy, because she just bounces right along. She prefers to hold their hand over mine. As we walk, we sing, march, and talk. I always express the importance of family, how we love and stay together as a unit. Oh, but I must mention, on these walks, every walk, we have to go and make sure there is no horses at the horse ring at the end of the street. Otherwise, Joseph's walk and routine is shattered.