I'm behind, I know. We've been hit by this economy and well, blogging hasn't been on my "To Do" list. Jack's had a job change and praise God! He was only out of work for 3 days before he found another job. We saw his lay-off coming, so I started back to work full time at the end of January. Now, we are a double income family, paying childcare, which almost defeats the purpose of me working, but not entirely.
I miss being ith my babies so much it hurts. Neither Jack nor I had ever wanted me to work outside the home, except for maybe a day. At least we are on the same plan to get me back home with the kids as soon as possible. Right now, we have a wonderful woman watching the kids in our home and we are planning on getting an AuPair for the next year or so.
The kids are growing more and more each day. Sometimes I look at them and get a flash of what they will look like in Kindergarten. I'm excited to watch them grow and learn, but at the same time, I want my babies to stay my babies.
They love playing hide-and-seek and will start up a game together at random times throughout the day. The other day, I told Liam to go hide and he said, "But I cannot go hide." Why? "Because Lily can't count." Okay. That actually makes some sense. At that time, Lily was walking around the house covering her eyes and yelling for Liam to go hide.
I'll post again as I can find some time, but for now, here's a picture from December 2008. I have some more, but my computer is getting fixed. I'll post more soon.
(Left-Right): Liam, Ellie, Lily
Friday, March 13, 2009
Changes
Monday, January 26, 2009
Tagged
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Toddler's Creed
I cannot take credit for this, but it is sooooo true!
The Toddler’s Creed
If it is on, I must turn it off.
If it is off, I must turn it on.
If it is folded, I must unfold it.
If it is a liquid, it must be shaken, then spilled.
If it a solid, it must be crumbled, chewed or smeared.
If it is high, it must be reached.
If it is shelved, it must be unshelved.
If it is pointed, it must be run with at top speed.
If it has leaves, they must be picked.
If it is plugged, it must be unplugged.
If it is not trash, it must be thrown away.
If it is in the trash, it must be removed, inspected, and thrown on the floor.
If it is closed, it must be opened.
If it does not open, it must be screamed at.
If it has drawers, they must be rifled.
If it is a pencil, it must write on the refrigerator, monitor, or table.
If it is full, it will be more interesting emptied.
If it is empty, it will be more interesting full.
If it is a pile of dirt, it must be laid upon.
If it is stroller, it must under no circumstances be ridden in without protest. It must be pushed by me instead.
If it has a flat surface, it must be banged upon.
If Mommy's hands are full, I must be carried.
If Mommy is in a hurry and wants to carry me, I must walk alone.
If it is paper, it must be torn.
If it has buttons, they must be pressed.
If the volume is low, it must go high.
If it is toilet paper, it must be unrolled on the floor.
If it is a drawer, it must be pulled upon.
If it is a toothbrush, it must be inserted into my mouth.
If it has a faucet, it must be turned on at full force. I
f it is a phone, I must talk to it.
If it is a bug, it must be swallowed.
If it doesn't stay on my spoon, it must be dropped on the floor.
If it is not food, it must be tasted.
If it is food, it must not be tasted.
If it is dry, it must be made wet with drool, milk, or toilet water.
If it is a carseat, it must be protested with an arched back.
If it is Mommy (or Daddy), it must be hugged.
I am toddler!
Pictures will be downloaded tonight or tomorrow and will be posted soon!!!
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Diva
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
So, I know I'm behind. I've never been a journaler and in fact, I clearly remember in 5th grade, we had our journal books and each morning when we arrived, we had to sit and write a paragraph about whatever. I hated it. I never knew what to write and if I was thinking about it in my head, then why should I write it down and more to the point, why should the teacher be reading it? I'd love to write a book with helpful hints about triplets because there is nothing out there. Sure, Happiest Baby on the Block and Babywise are great, but how does it work and how is everything different when you have 3 babies instead of 1. Believe you me, there are many differences. The idea of writing a book and getting the profits sounds great, but I'm not a writer.
Liam was a frog-turtle. The story behind that new species is that I bought him a turtle costume from Babystyle and he loved it. Later, he changed his mind and decided that he wanted to be a frog. Too late, but luckily he believed me when I told him that he was a frog, but looked like a turtle. He said a "frog-turtle" and it fit perfectly. Lily was a flitting ladybug and Ellie was a bee. They were miserably sick that week, but were so beyond thrilled that thye just had to knock on a door and someone would just give them CANDY! They couldn't believe it. I couldn't deprive them because of a fever.
Lily caught on fast to the whole holiday. We had been on our cul-de-sac and then covered the cul-de-sac behind us. We had hit about 16 homes and on the last one, Lily marches up the door and as soon as the lady opens the door, my well-behaved child yells, "I want candy!" I was so proud.
Look at the look on Lily's face. She still can't believe that she gets to eat candy. She was so excited. I still feel that way when I eat it. Candy makes me happy.