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I’m halfway to my goal! 33 lbs down, 32.6 to go. And in less than 3 months! (The number 3 does seem to hold a lot of meaning in my life, doesn’t it?)
This morning, I was thinking, “man, I have to do all this again to get to my goal weight,” and then I remembered that “all this” wasn’t so bad at all!
Good stuff, Dr. Dukan. Well played.
As I’ve mentioned, the boys got a teeball (tee ball? t-ball? whatever) set from my mom last weekend as an Easter gift. They are all pretty excited about it, but none more than Linus. Yesterday, when I asked if they wanted to go to the park to play with their new set, only Linus wanted to. So I proposed that Miles and Oliver stay home with Daddy while Linus and I go to the park. Surprisingly (very surprisingly), they all agreed to this plan. So off we went to the park. And it’s not like we had this super-exciting time at the park. Linus hit the ball over and over and over again while I took lots of pictures. Natch.
Linus showed Liam how to hit the ball. Hee!
and then I pushed him on the swing a bit (something I avoid at all costs when all three are there – I just can’t push three kids at once!) and then we played on the slide a little (don’t worry, we didn’t go down together).
There was a birdhouse.
It was just a really nice afternoon. Made my heart very happy to just focus on one little boy at a time. I asked him if he missed his brothers, and he considered for a bit, and then said, “Nope!” I actually was glad to hear this. Glad that he was okay on his own for a little bit. We picked up some pizza from our friend’s place across the street, and when we got home, the boys ate almost the whole pie. Their pizza is the only pizza they will eat.
It was a very fun weekend, but it was also exhausting. So yeah, I’m kind of glad it’s Monday so I can be at work and in the relative peace and quiet of my office.
Saturday was my friend Maura’s wedding. I was very excited, mostly to see my friend get married, but also for the boys to wear the cute outfits I got for them. (I’m so shallow.) The wedding was about an hour from our house, and I still needed shoes, so Saturday morning, I ran to the mall to get some appropriate shoes. I thought it was amusing that I found the perfect pair at JC Penney. Amusing because Maura is a hot-shot lawyer in the corporate headquarters of JC Penney. She usually lives in Dallas, but she’s in Hong Kong for a couple of years working in their offices over there. Pretty cool! (But pretty sucky, seeing as her new husband lives in Texas still.)
Anyhoo, we got to the ceremony and the boys were pretty good. A bit restless, but understandably so. I had George take them out to the car a little while into it, so they could talk as loudly as they wanted, and so I could enjoy watching my beautiful friend.
After the ceremony, we headed to the reception, where my brilliant friend had gift bags full of crayons and wind up toys for the kids. This kept them pretty occupied, though all they really wanted to do was put the wind-up toys on the cake table, which caused me no small amount of anxiety.
In the end, they just raided all the leftover bags.
It was a lovely afternoon.
This is from when my friend Ren was trying to take a picture of me with the boys. They were not cooperating.
So that was Saturday. On Sunday, we chilled out in the morning (though why the boys felt the need to wake up at 6:45 is beyond me) until it was time to meet Grandee and Larry for lunch. My mom brought them little baseball mitts and balls and a t-ball set as their belated Easter gift, and my Uncle Doug (who is bound and determined to get our kids interested in sports) brought them a metal bat (!!) and instructed George on how to coach them.
After lunch, we had a photoshoot in the French Quarter with a photographer that another triplet mom had recommended to me. She was in town for the weekend from Dallas, and I wanted to have pictures that someone else took of my kids. It was kind of stressful getting to the FQ, due to Navy Week (it hadn’t occurred to me that this might be an issue until that morning) but we eventually made it. And the boys were so cute posing for pictures. Oh man. I mean, really. They were following the photographer’s direction so well, and they were being so cute. Loved it.
When we got home later, the boys were dying to play with their new baseballs and everything. So we carefully avoided the caterpillars in the yard (blech) and we tossed the ball around a bit, and they even hit the ball with the bat a little. (I hadn’t set the tee up yet, so I had to pitch to them.) They were still in their outfits from the pictures, so they looked like little old timey baseball players. Gaah!
Ahhh! Love it. Maybe they will be into sports after all!
We had a photoshoot today in the French Quarter with a photographer and I was shocked at how well the boys followed her direction. I’m actually contemplating sending in their pictures to an agent, even though the thought kind of makes me cringe.
As you can see here, they don’t follow direction for ME very well. Sigh.
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Yesterday, I gave the boys a haircut. Linus and Oliver just needed the edges trimmed up on theirs, but Miles’s was getting a bit too long. My intention was to just cut a little off of his, but I guess I need a math lesson, because the 3/4″ guard on the clippers means his hair will be, um, yeah, 3/4″ long. Which is shorter in reality than it is in my head.
Well, then Linus‘s hair was longer than Miles’s, so I had to trim his a little (because I can’t make people suddenly remember that Linus has the longest hair) but that meant it ended up closer to Oliver’s length. (And I didn’t want to cut his shorter, because that would pretty much make him bald.)
So yeah. Now their hair is basically all the same length again. And they kept saying to each other, “you look like Linus!” (to Miles) and “you look like Oliver!” (to Linus) and “you look like Miles!” (to Oliver). They still don’t get that they all look the same. Ha!
(L-M-O)
Another reason I wanted to cut their hair was because today is a good friend’s wedding. At first I didn’t want to have to bring them, but I figured at least I could put them in a cute outfit. So I may have gone a tad overboard on the cute…
(This photoshoot was done back in March, to make sure everything fit.)
Dressing little boys can be fun!
It’s time for another endorsement, and I was trying to think of what to post about, and I decided to do something food-related. So I’m going to endorse some of my favorite food blogs. I have to be careful about reading them only when I’m not hungry, because even though the food is not unhealthy, it’s not generally on my diet plan.
Smitten Kitchen – I’ve been reading this for years. Even before she had a food blog. But you probably already knew about this one. I haven’t made a ton of recipes from her site, but I did make this cauliflower soup a few times. Oh, and a few Christmases ago, I made these faux Oreos. And one day I will make this cake.
The Way the Cookie Crumbles – Love the writing and the recipes. She isn’t afraid to make make four versions of the same dish, just to see which recipe is the best. As a fan of America’s Test Kitchen, how can I not admire that? This recipe for roasted tofu is a good Dukan-friendly one, but I’m looking forward to trying these scones in the future.
Joy the Baker – It is impossible not to smile when you read her posts. That is all.
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