Merry Christmas 2015
My cards this year were such a debacle, I hardly ended up sending any out. Hopefully next year I’ll do better.
Tag: triplets
It’s Christmas Eve Eve!
And the boys’ Christmas present is feeling much better. Which equals more hyper and more chewing on random things, like my favorite pillow that I brought back from London, and the loop on Oliver’s stocking.
I mean, nothing too bad, nothing that can’t be clumsily repaired or anything. But still. My main concern is my beloved ottoman that I got this summer. I’m sure it’s extremely tasty. Oh, and his harness. So that means we can’t go for a walk until I go get a new one, which means he has a lot of energy that he may funnel into chewing inappropriate things.
We’re just learning as we go along. But even with the occasional accidents (Ziggy does not like going outside in the rain, I mean, I don’t blame him or anything, and it’s been raining all week) he’s been a good doggy.
He also keeps my treadmill warm for me.
In other news, I’ve taken all three boys shopping for gifts for a brother and Daddy, and it was nice yet again to get that one on one time with them. For my records: Oliver went first, and shopped for Miles; Miles went second and shopped for Linus; and finally, Linus shopped for Oliver.
We also watched Home Alone for the first time, which the boys found hysterical.
Oliver said it sounded scary, because being left home alone is basically his worst nightmare, so I had to prove that it actually isn’t a horror film.
Holiday decorating has taken somewhat of a backseat this year, between Ziggy and annoyingly warm temps, but I did get this adorable Wapuu ornament. Awwww!
We took the boys to see Star Wars last weekend. It was entertaining! High praise considering I’m generally not a fan of the franchise or anything. It was very bright when we took this picture. Heh.
Today I’m off work and the boys are at holiday camp, so I am going to enjoy my day with some solo shopping (for a dog harness) and a movie with a friend.
Eight!
My sweet boys, I can’t believe you’re 8 years old! This seems absurd.
I should talk here about what they’re like at the ripe old age of 8, but honestly, isn’t that why I have this blog? You probably already know that they love Pokemon and soccer and have just started reading chapter books. They’re homebodies who’d rather stay home. They love chocolate, ice cream, hot dogs, chicken nuggets, and pizza. (Such cliches!)
Anyway, I have loved every age more and more (since they turned 4) and I hope 8 follows the same trend.
Happy birthday, my bunnies!
(Monthly pic to come later.)
Back on land
We just got home today from a week-long cruise with the whole family, and while I will be writing up a very detailed post with pics and stuff, I wanted to jot down a few things before I forget.
I am still a little dizzy. I didn’t get seasick or anything, but getting your land legs back is a real thing. My body is adjusting to being still for once.
I am terrified of getting on a scale. There’s just so much food. And it was good. And rich. Oh, right, and we had the unlimited beverage package. So there was that too. I think I’m going to try to detox for a week or so, and then see how bad the damage is.
The boys were kind of celebrities on the ship. By the end of the cruise, if I just had one of them with me, random people would say, “you lost two!”
It was really awesome to hang out with my siblings and their kids and spouses. We don’t get together often enough. No wonder since we’re spread out all over the place.
The boys are now all eating new foods. Oliver ordered PB&J at every meal, they all scarfed down calamari (okay, we told them it was shrimp), and Miles stole half of my lamb at last night’s dinner.
And they ate so much food. I mean, the ice cream alone – Miles ate about 8 cones a day. Not even exaggerating. Their breakfast plates were piled high with bacon, sausage, pancakes, cereal, toast, etc. And then we’d have lunch, and at dinner, they’d order two or three entrees each. And eat them all.
More to come…
First library card!
This makes my heart happy. And my wallet.
Month 95
I just let them be Pokémon today.
One month til they turn 8!
Triplets in New Orleans
I’m pretty excited to share this article I wrote for New Orleans Living magazine. I was going to wait until I could find a physical copy of the issue to share it, because the online version is just, you know, like a blog post. But after checking three shops this afternoon, I realized they have the PDF of the issue online. Woot!
But yes, it is easier to read online, so here’s a link to that version.
I don’t mention anyone by name here, but I think my friends Meredith and Alicia, and all of my lovely friends in our local triplet group will recognize themselves. (And most will know which doctor I mean, just by his description.)
Just life
I always said you shouldn’t wait for something big to happen to write a blog post, so here I am, writing a blog post about nothing much at all.
Let’s see.
Last night, Miles and I went for our dinner. He got a haircut. He looks cute.
And then at 5am, presumably unrelated to the haircut, he got a nosebleed. Poor bunny was hysterical. I had no idea what to do, since we’ve never dealt with a nosebleed before. But I think we’re more prepared if it happens again.
Here’s a cute picture of one of my teams at work. Well, most of the team. The ladiezzzz.
I didn’t realize at the time just how short they all are. Hee!
This weekend is a half marathon. Why did I sign up for this? Peer pressure! Ah well. I did a ten mile training run last weekend (it was ugly and on the treadmill) so I suppose I’ll be able to do this. Meh. It’s not at all cool here so that really sucks.
What would suck more is if it rains that night like it’s supposed to and we can’t trick or treat. I need my Smarties fix, man! I mean, the boys would be so disappointed!
We at least got to go to Ghost in the Oaks at City Park last weekend. I took selfies on a ride because it’s funny.
The weekend after this one is my friend Kristie’s wedding. We’ve been friends 4eva. Since 7th grade. So that’s…a really long time. Don’t make me say the number here. Anyway, I ordered a sparkly dress from Rent the Runway. I am excited about that.
I think that’s about it. Hmm.
Soccer, week 3: Crushing defeat
Well, we warned them that not all games were going to be 22-1 victories.
The game started out somewhat unbalanced. The boys were playing against a team of all girls – and not that I’m sexist, blah blah blah, but these girls were tiny compared to the boys.
This girl was throwing Miles some major side-eye. Look how much taller he is than her!
So yeah, they’re feeling pretty good about themselves.
But then after the first quarter, the coaches decided to make things fairer for everyone, and shuffled all the kids around. They ended up playing against other kids on their own team instead of the other team.
But it quickly became obvious that this time, they were on the weaker side.
This pretty much summed it up:
But they were still having fun, so it’s all good. For the last quarter, they were re-teamed with the identical twins.
Look, two sets of DNA out of five kids!
Miles was doing pretty well going after the ball, but as the game went on, Linus and Oliver just seemed to wilt under the crushing defeat. Sigh.
It wasn’t pretty, and we had to have a serious talk about sportsmanship, and losing, and trying hard, and practicing, etc etc.
So. Hopefully next week, we’ll see an improvement in attitudes, if not skills.
Another one bites the dust
Why do I ignore my instincts?
Miles fell asleep on the sofa at 7:30 Sunday night. I should have known right then and there that he was sick. Sure enough, yesterday afternoon I got a call from the school nurse that he had a fever. So I took him to the pediatrician and he has tonsillitis. So not even the same thing Oliver had.
But then this morning, Linus woke up with a croupy cough and a sore throat. Oliver’s sickness started with a croupy cough. So I decided just to keep him home from school. May as well. Guess I’ll take him to the doctor this afternoon. Why not?!?
But there was something really sweet to come out of all this. Last night, Miles was sleeping on the sofa, just burning up (one thermometer was saying 104 but the other said 101, so WHO KNOWS) and Oliver was stroking his head, worried about his sick brother. So sweet. Later on, when I was able to get Miles into bed, Oliver helped tuck him in and brought him his favorite stuffed animals. Gah.
In other news, my latest post on the New Orleans Moms Blog is up. Check it out!
First soccer game of the season!
Miles and Oliver had their first soccer game of the season.
Each team is divided into two teams of four or five and they play the other team on two fields that are side by side. At one point, Miles and Oliver’s team included the two of them and a set of identical twins. It was pretty funny to see.
Their team won by a lot. Like, a lot a lot. I was trying to explain that yelling out the number every time their team got a goal wasn’t exactly sportsmanlike. George wasn’t helping, as he cackled every time their team scored. Sigh.
Linus enjoyed watching the game, but of course, as I could have predicted, said he wanted to play now. OF COURSE. After asking him a million times. So next week, expect to see him in similar photos.
Pokémon enabler
The boys sweet-talked Grandee into buying them Pokémon books and cards. At least they’re reading something.
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