There, now that we got that out of the way…

Can I tell you how excited I am for this weekend? That’s because I’m gettin’ rid of the kids! Yep, they’re going to Granny and Grandpa’s house, for the first time in eons. (Granny’s been sick, but thankfully she’s feeling better now.) We even get to do Christmas, three weeks late. I do love Christmas, so getting to do it again so soon is pretty exciting.

But mostly I’m excited that I get to SLEEP LATE! And go out with my girlfriends tomorrow night (please let the Saints win tomorrow so the city is in a good mood!) And maybe even go to the gym! George and I were talking about going to a movie…TOGETHER! This is almost too much.

Now let me post a few pictures. I’m proud to say I’ve been using my DSLR a lot more lately, because of the 365photos project. And I’ve even been shooting in manual every now and again. Maybe by the time December rolls around you’ll be able to see improvement in my pictures.

Linus with his favorite letter…W. And M. It’s a W! Turn it over and it’s an M! Too, too exciting.

(At first, I thought this was Miles. Then I realized Miles was wearing a different shirt yesterday. And then I thought it was Oliver. But then I saw the Shrek DVD and realized it was Linus. See, those things are kinda handy!)

Someone just finished crying.

Binky…check. Extra binky…check. DVD case…check.

New year, new look! Whatcha think?

I know I read most of my blogs through Google Reader, so I don’t really notice when people change the look of their blog. But I know a lot of people here read my blog directly, so I hope you like the new look! I may still be working out some of the kinks over the next few days, so bear with me…

I find it highly amusing when people call me a Supermom for having triplets (as if I had any choice in the matter). This morning, it occurred to me (and not for the first time) that for me, it’s easier to have three than it would be to have just one.

Why?

Because I’m lazy.

Because there are three of them, I can leave them in their cribs until they’re 4, and I don’t have to teach them to sleep in a toddler bed. No one will bat an eye (or they’d better not!) because I can use the excuse “but they’re triplets! They’ll become a roving pack of wild toddlers if they’re not confined to their cribs!” Same with potty training. If I had one little boy, I might have bought a potty already. But the thought of going out in public and getting three little boys to use the bathroom sends chills down my spine. Not to mention the accidents…times three.

I propped their bottles when they were old enough to sit in their high chairs. I didn’t rock them to sleep, and they had to learn to fall asleep after being put in their crib awake. I didn’t nurse them, and they never slept in our bed. I bathe them a couple of times a week at best. When you have triplets, you learn all sorts of tricks to make things go more efficiently, things that you might not consider when you have just one.

(Here’s my favorite bottle prop of all…a sleeping daddy!)

The most efficient way to transport bottles:

Am I sad that I didn’t get to rock a baby to sleep every night, or nurse, or at least cuddle with my infant while he ate his bottle?

Sure I am.

But there’s the whole “entertaining each other” aspect that helps make up for it.

Too bad it often culminates in “fighting with each other” though. Hmmm…

Ah well. In the end, it’s really not that bad. Mostly because it’s all we’ve ever known.

The newest Orient Expressed catalog!

I know, I’ve already posted the website version, but there’s something about getting it in the mail, printed and real. Exciting!

(and yes, that is my red coat sleeve, thank you.)