06/22/10
Linus borrowed Mr Potatohead’s glasses.
06/21/10
Gave the boys haircuts today. It was just getting too long for the summer, and I didn’t feel like shelling out the money to get it cut. It looks better in the picture than it does in real life. Heh. Oh well…
Weekend recap
What a fun weekend!
On Saturday, I took the boys to see Toy Story 3. We went with my friend Mary Catherine and her daughter Millie (who is the boys’ age) and my friend Stephanie and her son Liam (who is almost six.)
I’d taken the boys to a movie before (Ren and I took the kids to see Princess and the Frog back in January or so) and they did well at that (though they only lasted an hour before they got bored – but they weren’t bad. I knew Toy Story would hold their interest more.) so I was pretty optimistic. And they did great! They stayed in their seats for the most part. About 2/3 of the way through the movie, Linus and Oliver wanted to sit on my lap, and Miles went for a walk with Steph and then he sat on her lap. Millie wanted to talk to the boys and hold their hands and stroke their hair, but they weren’t so sure about that. Hee hee!
The key to my success was popcorn. They loved it. Ate a ton of it. (I know it’s a choking hazard, but they did fine with it.) And some Twizzlers. Hey, whatever works, right?
(I have pictures to illustrate this, but I’m waiting to get them from Mary Catherine. So I’ll just post them later.)
After the movie, we went to the park for a while, then I brought them home for a nap. They napped until pretty late, so we took them to our friend’s pizza place and we ate dinner and they ran around and stayed up WAAAAY past their bedtime. Got home, bathed them, and put them in bed.
Yesterday (Father’s Day) I got them up and let them wake up Daddy. They love doing that. We gave Daddy his present (a personalized key chain) and played for a while before going to Great-grandpa Sam’s 90th birthday party.
Happy Birthday Grandpa Sam!
The boys really enjoyed the little chocolate cupcakes:
Especially Miles:
(It reminded me of his first birthday cake experience.)
All in all, it was a good day. Happy Father’s Day to
George and
my dad and
to my stepdad Larry, too!
Thank you (and a giveaway)
I’m feeling generous and loved and all that stuff, so I think I’m going to do a little giveaway.
How about any item in my Triple Dip Shop, up to $20 in value?
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06/20/10
Father’s Day 2010 photo FAIL. They were all more interested in their potatoes than the camera.
06/19/10
All the kids on the way to see Toy Story 3. Miles in the front, reluctantly holding Millie’s hand. Linus wearing the Buzz Lightyear (pajama) top, and Oliver in the back.
Just real quick…
…can you vote for me over at Top Baby Blogs? It’ll only take a sec, I promise…
06/18/10
Doesn’t this look like one kid three times? All in action and stuff?
(This was at the pub this afternoon.)
06/17/10
Linus and Oliver, hanging out in the hallway, reading Mommy’s Entertainment Weekly.
Oh, what a night…
Aaaand now that song is going to be stuck in my head. Great job, Pam.
Rough night last night. Here’s how it went down…
– Made a big pot of chili. Ate some of it, left it out to cool enough to put in fridge.
– Took some medicine for my back.
– Went to bed. Note I do not say “went to sleep” here. Even though I was tired, aforementioned medicine did not allow me to sleep. Instead, I remained in a half-asleep state until…
– Oliver started screaming. George was kind enough to get up with him (he was still in his cave, awake.) I wasn’t sleeping anyway, so I went downstairs to get Oliver, knowing he was going to be sleeping with us.
– We all go to bed. I think George is the only one who sleeps. Oliver just lays there with his eyes open (I think he’d had a nightmare.) And occasionally asks for his “piddow” or blankie or just to say “Mommy”. He insists on putting a random limb under me while he sleeps. He doesn’t know that I’m like Princess and the Pea and can’t sleep with a tiny foot wedged under my hip. Ah well, I can’t sleep anyway.
– I fall asleep! For about two hours. And then Oliver wakes up and the alarm goes off and blah. Time to get up.
– I go downstairs to get coffee, and see the pot of chili still sitting out. I weep for the lunch that could have been.
So here I am, exhausted and with a long day ahead of me. But I’m actually not even in a terrible mood, for whatever reason. Tonight I have a dinner with my local triplet group, which I’m excited about. I hope I don’t fall asleep in my egg drop soup. Zzzzzz.
06/16/10
This, my friends, is what having a little boy is all about. Dirt caked in the crease of his neck. Yes indeed.
So dang tiny!
Last night, I was scanning some pictures, and this was one of them. It was a picture the NICU nurses took. I would love it when I went to visit the boys, there was always a picture of them that the (presumably bored) nurses would take of them in the middle of the night.
Sleeping babies!
I love how their elbows are all like that. I found out later that it’s actually called the fencing reflex (or more boringly, the tonic neck reflex). Love that!
For the longest time, I would look at this picture and not really know who was who. (I do know they’re in birth order, so L-O-M, but I wouldn’t have known just by looking at them.) But now I can totally see Oliver is the baby in the middle. And Miles is on the right. And yes, Linus on the left. Like now they’re looking like their newborn selves. Weird.
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