Sunday, April 29, 2012

Frenemings...

I just made that up.  It's a triple combination of words.  Fitting for our trio of toddlers.

Friends.
Enemies.
Siblings.

All three roles can be played out in a matter of minutes around here.  One minute they are friends, the next they are tolerant siblings, the next they are biting/screaming/crying/toy stealing enemies.  However, just as fast as they become enemies, they turn back into friends and are reading books to each other or going 'nigh-nigh' on the kitchen floor with their bedtime buddies...



Sadly, my mood can change just as quickly as theirs and I'm easily caught up in the emotion of the moment.  Usually not in a good way either.  Seriously, the ups and downs in this house are insane.  I'm working on being more of a 'constant' for them and more predictable in how I react to things.  Key words:  working on.  Poor kids.  Some days I think a tantrum is funny and other days it's inappropriate.  They never know what to expect.  Poor Clark too.  He never knows if he's coming home to a stressed- out nutcase or a calm, cool wife.   We pray each night as a family that we can be more understanding and patient with each other.  Most importantly, that we can work together.  This period of learning manners, communication, and appropriate behavior is slow going but I think we're making progress everyday.

The kids attend a church nursery for two hours each Sunday.  TWO HOURS when Clark and I sit peacefully.  The other hour is another story but again, they are learning what to do and how to act at church so we are getting there.  What's interesting is that they don't play with each other at all in nursery.  They act more as siblings than friends and totally do their own things.  Leah plays with the kitchen, Zachary is a wanderer, and Caleb finds a couple good cars and sits in the middle of the room.  I'm glad they get some time 'apart.'  Anyway, they've been coloring in nursery so I was feeling like I needed to do some of that at home as well.  That way I can reinforce teaching them how to sit, hold a crayon (not eat it), and draw on a paper.  I should probably get some cool coloring books now that I'm sitting here thinking about it.

I found that washable markers are easier for them to use, albeit much messier, but with the markers they don't have to push so hard to draw.  It took me about six minutes to tape all three papers down.  Then six minutes for them to get tired of drawing and five seconds after that for the marker stealing to begin.  Synchronized drawing anyone?

They trio was having a grand old time in the backyard with the sidewalk chalk one day, acting as the best of friends, but Caleb started collecting all the chalk. Then Zachary stole from his collection. All the while Leah was trying to sneak inside and draw on the tile. So after battling all of that I decided that chalk time was over. All the sudden I was the enemy and this was the result...
Then during dinner they were all kisses and loves. Such a cute video...
The ups and downs are difficult to keep up with. Moreso sometimes than all the physical stuff. At the end of the day though, they are siblings who love each other unconditionally no matter how many instances of enemy attacks arose. Beyond the sibling love, however, I hope they can grow to be great friends when they're older even though they are already so different from each other. We should probably start including that in our nightly prayers. :)

Monday, April 16, 2012

Disaster Potential...

I recently checked out our downtown aquarium because I had heard lots of praise about it and I've been looking for something to do regularly with the trio. Tickets are pricey but I wanted to see what all the buzz was about. Obviously I get nervous for such outings and often talk myself out of going because of the 'disaster potential'. 'Disaster potential' is how we measure all activities with the triplets and this usually refers to instances when we can't keep all the kids happy, controlled, and quiet. Activities that have HIGH 'disaster potential' include but are not limited to:

Story time at the library
Playing out in the front yard
Going to the post office
Eating out at a restaurant

That's just to name a few that seem like pretty simple activities but have incredibly high 'disaster potential'. At least on my scale. Clark's scale might be a bit different. Anyway, the 'disaster potential' for the aquarium was moderately high when thinking about the drive downtown, possible traffic, parking, crowds, dirty diapers, dirty bathrooms, no food allowed inside, not enough room for the choo choo wagon, kids getting bored, etc... However, I decided to just buck up one morning and try it out just to know whether we should ever go back.

The trip went surprisingly well although it did take me MUCH longer to get there than I anticipated. I have since learned the BEST time of day to avoid any traffic problems. Really the only issue we had was that Leah came down with a sudden fever while there so I had to rush through, trying to still let the boys enjoy it, and get Leah home for a nap. I did purchase season passes which is totally uncharacteristic of me but after last summer I know that the heat here can make even the most sane person a little bit crazy. Now we'll have somewhere cool and dark to visit during the hot months of summer...a BIG reason why I didn't buy zoo passes instead.

In three weeks we've been four times which has paid for the pass already! We usually spend a maximum amount of one hour there just because I don't let the kids get out (remember disaster potential) and they aren't super excited about all the little tiny exhibits that older kids can spend loads of time looking at. We just hit up the big ones like the otters, birds, flamingos, sharks, manatees, turtles, and the Jaguar. The kids sat and growled at the Jaguar for about 15 minutes. It was hilarious.


Here's the tunnel where the sharks and sawfish hang out. The trio did more people watching than shark watching I think...


Maybe one of these days if the aquarium seems a little dead, I'll let the kids out to roam around. For now though, they don't know the difference and enjoy what they see regardless.

Clark had a day off last week (belated Martin Luther King Day) so we did an aquarium trip together. Afterward we came home, napped, ate lunch, and attempted another high 'disaster potential' activity: eating out. In the past we've tried to feed the trio food from the restaurant we were at which sometimes turned into lots of crying and protesting. This time we decided to feed them a big lunch prior to leaving so they were full and happy. Our method seemed to have worked because they just pieced off our meals and colored with their crayons without a peep! I would never go out to eat with them alone but with two adults and three full kids...it was pretty enjoyable!

We went out to eat at Red Robin because it is one of our favorite places from out west. Plus they have campfire sauce (mayo and BBQ sauce mix) which is to die for. Although I LOVE LOVE fry sauce (mayo and ketchup mix...restaurants never know what I'm saying when I ask for it here), I wasn't particularly thrilled when Clark introduced it to Caleb. I know eventually they'll all eat sauces in general but in some cases, I like to delay the inevitable. Because as we all know, once you start you can never go back. Anyway, obviously the kid was all about it. His dipping skills were pretty impressive...


We were feeling pretty successful after two drama-free activities that day. It reminds us and gives us hope that not everything with the triplets will be chaotic. :)

To end such a wonderful day with Dad, we turned around on our drive home and saw Leah and Zachary holding hands.


No disaster potential here.
Melt our hearts.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

The Most Boring Egg Hunt Ever...

We knew it would be. We did zero training or preparation for the big event. I didn't even have baskets; however, I did buy eggs randomly in the dollar isle at Target about a month ago so we went ahead and threw them out on the lawn. We put goldfish and cheerios in the eggs but after they found and ate about two, they were over it and left the rest in the grass. I definitely thought they'd be excited over picking and gathering them. Guess they were too cool for it. There were a couple eggs with tootsie rolls in them and of course those were a hit so obviously candy is the big drive for motivation. I'll keep that in mind for next year. ;)

We did have the sprinkler going at the same time along with the water table filled up so I just think there were lots of distractions. It was such a beautiful day though. We sat under the canopy and enjoyed every second of it. The kids played out there for almost 1 1/2 hours without problem. They've just recovered from a viral infection called Hand, Mouth, Foot Disease (NO idea where they pick this stuff up) so having such a peaceful, fun day was delightful!










The sprinklers were much more entertaining for everyone and the boys loved them. Leah...not so much. She didn't like the splash parks we went to last summer either so I wasn't surprised. Point is, the egg hunt was nothing short of anticlimatic. I'm not sad though. Plenty more years to come.

Monday, April 2, 2012

The State Flower...

After Clark returned from a bike ride last weekend, he said he found the perfect spot for pictures with the famous Texas Bluebonnet. Right at a busy intersection, behind the liquor store, underneath the power lines. Perfect. :)

Although the bluebonnets show up in strange places, they are a sight to behold and MANY other people had the same idea as us. The field of flowers was packed with other families trying to get some decent photos.


No activity can begin without some proper kissing and hugging.





The trio are very interested in flowers right now and like to pick all the dandelions they can get their hands on. Taking neighborhood walks has become a risky activity because often times, before I can catch them, a beautiful rose/tulip/daisy has been picked by their curious little fingers from someone's lawn. Surprisingly they didn't pick ANY bluebonnets (Clark picked the one above). They were so good and just pointed and touched.



This stare down was for a biker going way too fast along the trail. If looks could kill...


Had to get one with all the boys although the bright sun ruined it...


Caleb was all about this group photo. So excited that he burst into tears...










Gotta love our little bluebonnets!

Monday, March 26, 2012

Remember Us?

You know, the parents of triplets? The ones with the fresh wrinkles and tired eyes? The ones behind the camera, behind the scenes of all the chaos?

We're certainly not as exciting as three toddlers but yeah, we're still here. Sometimes we lose ourselves a bit in the shadow of the trio. We go out in public looking somewhat disheveled knowing that no one will be looking at us anyway. Everyone's eyes go straight to the trio...which is expected. Mine would too. But the most embarrassing part of all is that the second place their eyes go is to my stomach. To check out the damage that carrying three babies can do. It's awkward.

Anyway, we had a fancy night a while back and just got our hands on the evidence. A night with just the two of us and no babies for anyone to look at. We tried to smooth out our wrinkles and catch a nap that day so we didn't look so tattered. Last Christmas we opted out of Clark's company party due to the strict feeding demands of three new babies. This year was obviously different so we got a babysitter and headed out. The party was Downtown at the Ritz and we were able to enjoy some good food and I was able to put some faces with names finally. The people that Clark spends far more time with during the day. I always like meeting people and being surprised with reality vs. my expectations. Sometimes I'm spot on and sometimes I'm so off with the look I've imagined for someone. That next Monday I even had Clark take a picture of his audit room so I could have that straightened out mentally as well.

We had a fun time and headed home after I had eaten way to many gingersnap cookies. On our way out we spotted the free photo area so we slipped inside for a quick shot. Unfortunately we had to pick up the prints downtown and Clark doesn't ever go down there. Due to a flood at his current client, however, he had to work from downtown for a few days. While there he searched through the hundreds of pictures and found our gem.

So here we are. In all our glory...


Triplets and 6 1/2 years of marriage hasn't aged us too terribly right? :) Clark is just as young and handsome as he was the first time we met so I think I made the right choice.

I just couldn't end a post without a few pics from tripletville. I took this picture because all three mouths were stuffed with cantaloupe and COMPLETELY silent. It was a wonderful moment.


I took this one because it was equally as wonderful. All three sitting peacefully and unrestrained. They had a picnic dinner and didn't give any protesting, crying, or food throwing. Not only that, it was just so dang cute to see them all at their picnic table chatting away about sidewalk chalk and the taste of mandarin oranges.


It was a beautiful weekend and we spent it all outside. Picnics, parks, and lots of playing. I love the spring!

Monday, March 19, 2012

Whatever Makes Them Happy...

Last Sunday around 10pm Leah was whining/whimpering. She often does this during the night when she loses her pacifier. However, she kept doing it for about 30 minutes so I decided to go in to see if she threw her pacifier out or something. When I approached the door, a terrible smell was coming from it. It wasn't the smell of a dirty diaper either. I hurried in and flipped on the light since I knew something was wrong and there she was....covered in her dinner from head to toe. Dinner happened to be spaghetti, carrots, and grapes so unfortunately it looked just the same as it did going down. It was the saddest thing I've ever seen. I would've sat and cried but knew she'd rather me clean her up instead. I just felt so bad because I'm sure she didn't know what was going on and tried to go back to sleep. As a result, she rubbed her whole body and face in the mess. Seriously so sad.

Clark jumped to help strip the bed and get the clean up going. We finally got the smell of puke out of Leah's hair after a nice shower and gave her some juice. She threw that up immediately. She was exhausted so we put her to bed in our closet and Clark slept on the couch so he could actually get some rest. Let's just say it was a rough night for all.

The next morning we got all the kids up and I got the milk for the boys. When Clark brought Caleb in, Caleb had dried puke ALL over him. Second saddest thing I've ever seen. What's sad is that he didn't even cry and just slept right in his mess. Poor guy. Again, Clark started the clean up and we began our fifth load of laundry before 7am. I think we did a total of 14 loads in two days. Caleb liked to time his puking for about 4-5 hours after he'd gone to bed which resulted in a lot of clean up for a couple nights.

Caleb and Leah were very sick that first day and didn't eat hardly anything. Zachary seemed as if he was in the clear and actually was such a good boy that day. Then the next morning came. He woke up gagging and screaming around 4:50am. We both ran in there thinking there would be puke on the walls but all he was getting up was mucus since his stomach was totally empty. He had his nausea/heaving/gagging-up-whatever-he-could spells about every 8-10 minutes for nearly 3 1/2 hours. Third saddest thing I've ever seen.

Thankfully, after a blessing from Clark right before Clark left for work, Zachary's heaving slowed to about every 30 minutes. He was able to relax and fall asleep next to me while the other two read books. When he woke up 30 minutes later, he was a new man. Of course no appetite but he was finally smiling and drinking some juice. Whew! What a relief.

The rest of the week was dedicated to recovery and getting these guys better. It definitely wasn't the 24 flu and will probably be almost 1 1/2 weeks before everyone is back to normal again. Clark and I haven't had the flu in a loooooooooooooooooooong time. Long enough that we can't really empathize at all. My only empathy came from pregnancy nausea and I knew all I could stomach for a couple weeks was baked potatoes. So the kids have been eating a lot of mashed sweet potatoes, oatmeal, and applesauce. We've been feeding them whatever they feel like eating and entertaining them with whatever makes them happy. It doesn't take much...

Car rides...



Getting pushed around in an empty diaper box. Clark claimed he was sore the next morning from this activity...


Organizing the recycling bin IN the recycling bin...


Lastly, watching their favorite video about cars, trucks, planes, trains, and buses while I get them ready for bed....

BEFORE


AFTER


No crying, wrestling, or fighting. Just pure happiness. Thank you Baby Einstein.

It has been a sad week and we hated not being able to do much for them except for wait it out. I was so hopeful last October that we'd make it through this flu/RSV season without getting sick. This year we got BOTH!! Oh the irony. Everyone seems to be on the mend though. So for now, we'll just continue doing whatever makes them happy.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

What 18-Month Olds Do...

The kids are always busy. I'm surprised they have any time to hang out with me at all with all the other things they've got to do. I mean, they're excellent time managers because aside from napping, eating, changing, and playing with toys, they still manage to find time to empty 200 napkins from the pantry, throw cars/drumsticks/airplanes into the garbage, tear the dryer vent off the house, bang on the TV screen, taste test a slug (found one in Zachary's mouth the other day...either a slug or a very fat worm), chew through books, fall off the couch, and slobber all over newly-cleaned windows.

Other tasks on their lengthy to-do list include:

Grow grow grow...

(seven months ago)


(18 months old)


Sing songs and clap hands...


Give lots of kisses...


Create masterpieces on the back fence...


Help with the yardwork...


Sit and smile for pictures (ya right)...


and be the sweetest little munchkins ever. Caleb looks a bit scared here but 18 months can be scary. Believe me, I'm scared everyday about what the next adventure will be. Let's see if we survive.


We sure are thankful for our trio and love this age so much. It's challenging but a ton of fun. They get their 18-month shots next week and the doctor will evaluate how they are doing in their speech development. Leah is by far the best with words and identifying objects. The boys say about half of what she does (6-10 words) but they are moving right along. They all use a couple signs like 'more' and 'hungry' and LOVE to shout 'BUH' when they see buses drive by. Leah still only has three teeth. Not only has her teething been late but the teeth come in SOOOOO slow. We still have a lot of teething ahead of us unfortunately. They are learning how to jump, twist, shake, kick, push, climb, wave, and spin and realizing how capable their little bodies are. They love to give loves, hugs, and kisses to me and Clark (rarely to each other). They love the park and I'm always searching for a good one that has a safe structure and is enclosed. Parks like that are hard to come by. With six little legs scurrying around it's hard to keep track of all the places they could fall out of and get hurt. Luckily we've not had any ER trips yet.

Let's hope by the time 18 more months pass by they will all be potty trained!

18-Month Stats:

Caleb
Height: 34 inches (90th)
Weight: 25 lbs (40th)


Zachary
Height: 31 3/4 inches (25th)
Weight: 20.6 lbs (less than 3rd)


Leah
Height: 31 inches (45th)
Weight: 24.8 lbs (55th)