Three O'Clock...

I prefer not to post videos for my posts because they don't do much for my future blog book but it seems that video-taking is all I'm doing lately and I hate NOT to share!

Seriously though, these have to be shown. Around 3pm everyday, Leah becomes extremely slap happy and just about everything is funny to her. In addition to that, she tends to get more physical in the afternoon (weird, I know) but her new thing is tackling Zachary and Caleb from behind. This is all fun and games until she does it on the tile and someone ends up with a goose egg. The funny thing is that whoever got tackled is usually mad and trying to push her away and she thinks it's a game and laughs hysterically. It's good for me to witness and keeps me lighthearted. Reminds me not to take things so seriously during the day.

Point is, she really is the life of the party and always keeps everyone laughing. The first video we were blowing raspberries with our lips then near then end she heard a car. The second video speaks for itself. Guess we shouldn't fix that squeaky cupboard!

Stupidity Moment #2

At the trio's one-year-old doctor appointment, I gave them all suckers so they would stop crying after their immunizations. Stupidity moment #1.

My second moment of stupidity happened this past week. It was such a beautiful day outside, overcast, and warm. So I wanted to do an outdoor activity to take advantage of the weather. A friend of mine mentioned a fun sand-play area just north of here. So I loaded the kids and met her and her daughter that afternoon. However, after arriving we realized that the sand was wet...I guess it had rained the night before. Didn't know that. I hated the idea of turning around and going back home after making the drive, loading the kids, dealing with their hoopla, getting my gigantic stroller in and out of the van, etc... So I decided to make the best of it and let the kids run around anyway. I know, I always make it sound like such a big deal to go anywhere but some days, it just is. Just this morning we ran to the store and it was smooth and easy. So it all just depends.

They actually enjoyed poking the sand, running around, and feeling the sand on their feet but only for about ten minutes. That even included the time they spent at a fun little puddle. They were soaked and it was really windy so I imagine they were cold. Then Leah decided to rub sand in her eyes. Lovely. So she was done, crying, and wanting to leave. I had to spend time with each baby at the car trying to wipe them off so while I worked on Leah, the other two were having meltdowns in the sandbox thinking I was leaving them. Have you ever tried to wipe wet sand off three screaming babies? Well...it wasn't working and they were so mad at me. I was covered in sand and pained by the fact that there would be sand ALL over the car seats and car because I just couldn't get it off. Leah's eyes were all bloodshot and I'm sure they hurt. The stroller was covered in sand which subsequently got all over the seats and floor of the car (since I have to fit the stroller in perfectly between the front and back seats). I don't do well with messes. For example, I wipe their dinner table after every food item I offer them because I can't stand the layered, dry, sticky mess at the end of the meal. So all the sand EVERYWHERE was just killing me.

We did enjoy watching the kids and laughing at their fascination with the sand and water but unfortunately, I had to call it a day and ditch my friend after a very short play date. Her daughter was in worse shape than mine as far as being soaked and covered in sand! She told me that she used baby powder to dry the sand and wipe it right off. Genius. I have gobs of baby powder at home. Too bad I didn't have it with me.

Point is, not my best decision. It had potential to be fun but I think the wind made their wet clothes cold and Leah's eye rubbing sealed the deal.

Next time we'll make sure the sand is dry. :)




Now giving suckers to the kids while they played in the wet sand would have been an interesting combo. :) I'm sure my third moment of stupidity is soon to come.

Moving on.

Leah decided she was done with crawling and is a full-blown walker now. All in a week. I never thought walking could be so cute but she really is a sight to behold. Especially when she is jamming out to our Justin Bieber songs.

Here she is, in all her walking glory (while holding her dog clutch)... She was walking toward me so I counted to three and she gave me this look...


On Sunday when all three were dressed for church, it was the sweetest thing ever to see all of them so clean cut, hair combed, and walking around like little human beings. I had the same feelings when they were all crawling together. Just a moment of awe. This was the first Sunday she didn't have to try and crawl in a dress. I'm sure she was thrilled.


I have been feeling worried about them becoming more civilized as they approach 18 months. Like actually using a fork and eating from a bowl. Let's try to forget the fact that sometimes, before I catch them, they take chewed food out of their mouths and feed it to their neighbor. Oh boy. The fork is a long way off so I figured we'd start with bowls. After a good teaching session, this is what they apparently took from it.

We're still working on it. I only put diced fruit and pasta in the bowls. Those seem to be the safest and they have actually done well. It's just the after party that's a problem...




We've been dealing with a lot of pre-two-year-old behavior over here. They're not quite old enough to reason with, take away privileges, or keep in time-out, so I am constantly spouting off reprimand after reprimand. I try very hard to not yell while I'm correcting someone and some days I do great. But then there are the 'other' days when I feel like I might check into the loony bin. What it all boils down to is toy stealing. Can you believe that? I know most people think that since they are multiples they learn how to share very early. Well folks, this just isn't true. They are still normal individual toddlers who go into a screaming frenzy when a toy is taken. I do not understand the toddler phenomenon of needing a toy right when someone else seems interested in it. Then as the stealer gets the toy, said stealer doesn't want it anymore. Wow. I have come to believe that toddlers have three eyes: one on their toy, one on me to make sure I don't leave the room unexpectedly, and one on their surroundings. Caleb will seemingly be in his own world playing quietly then all the sudden be in the corner tackling Zachary for a truck. Doesn't sound so bad right? Well this starts about 5 minutes after they get up in the morning and ends when I put them down at night. ALL DAY LONG. I know it won't get any easier either so I'm just choosing my battles and enjoying the ride into full toddlerhood. Seriously, the loony bin might be in my near future.

There are moments, though rare, that the kids are all doing the same activity....peacefully. Like looking out the back window at the steam coming out of the dryer vent on a cold day.

Thank you dryer vent for a couple minutes of peace. Best gift you've ever given me.

Pre-Dinner Shenanigans...

Oh Miss Leah. Always causing happy trouble. We're just glad she's back to her old self and feeling better! The oldest video I've taken of the trio in the table was a little less than a year ago. They happened to be in the same order and waiting for me to feed them dinner also! However, things weren't always so happy around mealtime. Gosh...crazy to look back on but I definitely prefer them poking and playing with each other than screaming at me!

It Reared It's Ugly Head...

Rewind back to pre-Thanksgiving...

One week before leaving, both me and Clark were down and out with head colds and sore throats. Could barely get off the couch all weekend. Luckily we tag-teamed and got through it. We recovered well enough for our trip and just as expected, the kids were coughing and sniffing as soon as we arrived.

This worsened significantly over the two weeks and I'm sure the dry western climate didn't help at all. The snot was getting out of control and no one was sleeping or happy in general.

We were anxious to get home so everyone could rest and recover. Unfortunately this never happened. Two days after returning home, Caleb spiked a very high fever. Combine it with dark green snot and we were worried. Doctors thought a bacterial sinus infection of some sort so he started on antibiotics. The fever didn't break for another three days so obviously it was just viral. We were glad for that. Of course he got that weird post-virus rash all over his body which was further evidence that his fever wasn't bacteria-related.

Finally....out of the woods. I can handle the kids being sick but when the fever comes, I get pretty freaked.

One day after a broken fever, all the kids were immunized for their 15-month appointment. The next day Zachary had a fever. He has had post-shot fevers in the past so I didn't worry. Then Leah got the fever...and their fevers kept getting higher and higher. 104 was the highest. This lasted for FIVE DAYS!! We had them checked a couple times and all the doctor could find were red throats. No ear infections, no strep, no flu. So we just had to wait it out...miserably. I went through almost a whole bottle of Tylenol and Benadryl up to this point. Not because I love to drug my children but because it was absolutely necessary.

Ok so Leah had a nose surgery scheduled and if her fever didn't break at least two full days prior to surgery, she wasn't going to have the procedure. This was the procedure to fix the choanal atresia in her nose. LUCKILY the next morning (two mornings before surgery) she was fever free and remained that way until the surgery so we were good to go. Zachary's fever broke as well so all babies were back to normal temps. If we could only have gotten rid of the cold symptoms too!

Leah's surgery went flawlessly and her post-op care was pretty minimal. Saline and Nasonex twice a day! I can handle that. She was pretty tired and out of it for the 24 hours following but soon came around and was back to her old self. The surgery was pretty non-invasive. Doc just stuck a drill a little up her left nostril and chipped away at the bone covering her passageway. No bleeding, no cutting, no stitches.

Then Christmas came and we were all feeling pretty good about things...hoping to finally get over all the sickness.

Then the wheezing started. Leah's cough had worsened and she started wheezing on New Year's Eve. I called the Pedi just to make sure there wasn't anything more I could be doing to help her out and they actually insisted I come in. Apparently they take wheezing pretty seriously. We rushed to the doc before they closed and the doctor took a listen to her breathing. Leah's ears looked good and she wasn't running a temp. The doc swabbed her nose just to make sure....

but then she returned with the results and three letters I never wanted to hear...

R.S.V.

Really???? Seriously??? Ugh! We were so careful last year but apparently our efforts weren't quite good enough this time around. Heaven knows where Leah got it but all of us in that room knew the boys would soon start wheezing also. All I could think is that I'm so grateful this didn't happen last year with the babies' lungs being so underdeveloped. Not that RSV at anytime is ideal. RSV is very contagious and frankly I couldn't believe it was just in that little tiny piece of snot they got from Leah's nose. It really is inevitable that the boys would soon start showing symptoms because no matter how hard we try to incubate a sickness, they share toys, cough and sneeze near one another, wipe their nose then poke someone's eye, etc... Inevitable.

I've since learned that RSV is much nastier than I realized. I knew it was bad but there are long-lasting residual effects from the virus, the sickness can last up to a month, and can turn severe very quickly. Basically, RSV is a REALLY bad respiratory infection that affects the lungs. As a result, kids aren't able to breathe well and often can't get the oxygen they need. They lose their appetites, can't sleep, cough and cough and cough, and sometimes they turn blue from such rapid, shallow breathing. That's when they end up in the hospital from bronchiolitis and pneumonia.

Long story short, it's nasty. The doc had already seen three positive RSV tests that morning so that's why she thought we should check.

Alright so what's the treatment??

Not much. Just let it run the course, no antibiotics, and Albuterol treatments 3x daily to make breathing more comfortable. We have to monitor very closely how they're doing to catch anything right away. Right now, fortunately, everything seems pretty maintained and Leah's wheezing has even improved.

We're on baby lock down for the time being so we haven't been going anywhere. Luckily the weather has been decent so we leave the doors open and the kids can go in and out. That has saved my sanity!



Here's Caleb sporting his bird mask. He's the only one that will remotely tolerate it. The others are quite the wrestlers. Needless to say, we've been watching a LOT of Baby Einstein just to get them to sit still.


Our prayers go out to other little people in our family diagnosed with RSV. It certainly is getting around and we hope to be rid of it sooner than later!

What We Did Christmas 2011...

Look at these guys....


...they were so excited for Christmas. Running around in the backyard, singing Christmas songs, and saying their last goodbyes to old cars/toys that are now overlooked by shinier, more exciting ones (I always think of the movie Toy Story and get a little sad for the old toys). I definitely felt more anticipation for this Christmas than last year. One year ago we were still feeding babies around the clock and I was sleeping from 6am-10am in the morning. Let's just say this Christmas was far more restful and relaxing.

Although the kids don't understand gifts, Santa, elves, etc... they still know how to tear into something that is wrapped so all in all, we had a GREAT Christmas. After holidays or trips, Clark and I talk about if we had a good time and things we may have done differently or not done at all. This year, it was the Christmas Eve nativity. We tried to stick towels on the kids' heads to be the three wise men and even got a small nativity scene out to go over the story and meaning of the season. It was a no go. For some reasons our kids freak when anything is on or around their heads. So we ended up making them all cry and they demolished my nicely, assembled nativity (don't worry, nothing was broken). Are most kids as destructive and dramatic as ours? Point is, we probably would've just eliminated all that stuff, read some passages from the scriptures, and called it good. So I guess if that's our biggest regret/lesson of the holiday, we did pretty good. :)

My sister made some delicious Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cookies while we were in Idaho so I whipped up seven dozen a few days before Christmas. Can of pumpkin +dry spice cake mix+chocolate chips=DONE! So easy that I think Leah even made a batch without my help. Seriously, if you know me, you know that I don't enjoy spending more than 30 minutes at a time in the kitchen so these cookies were perfect for me to make. I did enlist the boys to help and sent them into the pantry to get the chocolate chips. They didn't end up returning...

Must have gotten lost beyond the flour and sugar. Beside helping me cook and running around the backyard, the kids stayed super busy leading up to Christmas.

Zachary spent the majority of days searching for blankets and sucking his thumb.


Leah worked really hard to perfect her 'large-object-in-mouth-while-continuing-to-play' skill. She used to use more amateur objects like small blocks but has now moved up to bottles. It really is amazing what size and shape of object she can get in her mouth.


Caleb managed to do something a bit more productive than Leah. He was Dad's guinea pig for tower building...


...he worked on his baby raps while wearing Clark's hoodie...


...and most importantly, he kept our home decor on it's toes. He carted around Mr. Snowman and put him in a new place every day. Clark, at times, was startled walking around a corner thinking Mr. Snowman was one of our children. One time he actually said something to the snowman! :)

Caleb is a super hard worker...at very pointless tasks. We just don't ever tell him that.

Christmas Eve was full of anticipation. Mostly by me because I knew the next day I didn't have to try and entertain the kids with toys they were bored with. We tried to snap a candid family shot before attempting our nativity. This was our best shot. We got the top of Zachary's head so we're counting it as a family photo.

With the children all nestled all snug in their beds, Clark and I ate a dinner of finger foods, sipped Clark's newly famous hot wassail, and sat down to watch 'It's a Wonderful Life.' Believe it or not, I have NEVER seen that movie. I don't typically like black and white films so I never gave it a chance. However, I thoroughly enjoyed the entire thing. Great, heartwarming, clean, family movie for Christmas Eve (although I secretly hope it's remade someday in color).

During the movie, we worked on some Christmas tree ornaments for the kids. I know this is the sort of stuff we should do WITH the kids but we figured this year we'd leave them out and work in peace. Next year we'll all dive into the chaotic ornament making with glue, glitter, tape, etc... Should get crazy. For now, here's our creations...

We have to make the kids think that they actually helped make the ornaments so we needed to make sure the work looked like that of a one-year-old. :)

Christmas Eve was relaxing and we all slept well. We got up and did our usual morning milk then started opening gifts. With the kids attention span and inability to open a gift in less than ten minutes, it took us all morning to empty the bottom of our tree. We even took a breakfast break. I'm glad we took our time though because the kids got to enjoy whatever we opened for 20 minutes or so before we moved on.

This will be our first pack of puzzles! We'll see how they do...


New quiet activity books for when we attend church. Each got their own because we've learned that equality is key with multiples...


The biggest surprise from Santa was their picnic table! Isn't this just the sweetest thing you've ever seen? Very calm, quiet, focused environment with Dad around...



Then Dad leaves and all the wild animals come out to play!

Zachary hung off the table like that for a while. Eventually he got brave and pushed for the ground but took a bad spill instead because it was higher than he thought. A few more of those and he'll learn!

What? Pushing a truck in a pink stroller isn't cool?


Sorry Zachary, Santa isn't coming back. We even boarded up the fireplace to make sure of that (Really it's boarded so the kids don't climb in it. Definitely an eye sore in our family room).


No help needed from Dad here. Caleb had it all under control...


Vroooom! Zachary loved pushing around his truck...


After a fun/present-filled morning, the kids took their nap and so did we. Of course it was short lived because we had to be up and ready for church a couple hours later. We wanted to sit and have lunch with the kids (we never actually eat with the kids because they all sit in the triplet table, not at a table, and they eat dinner pretty early) but we ran out of time. I guess that would be my second bummer of the holidays. Wish we would've had some sort of family meal. There's always next year I guess.

Leah finally got to wear her Christmas dress she received for her birthday and it fit her perfectly! She was telling us how old she is...


Isn't her double chin awesome? She did have a matching headband on which girlified her, but that only lasted a few seconds. She's kneeling on the table and had actually been there quite a while. I thought she was playing but then I realized she couldn't navigate down in her dress.

After church we snapped a family photo, played with some toys, and put the kids down to bed.


I was really excited for them to finally go to sleep because our Christmas Day meal was waiting for us. We had prepped most of it a couple days earlier and our meat had been cooking all night. That's right....


Cafe Rio! If we can't go to Provo, we'll bring Provo to us! Let me just tell you, it was pretty much the most delicious thing I have ever tasted. Obviously our tortillas weren't nearly the same and I didn't attempt to make the tortilla strips, but everything else is definitely worth bragging about. Homemade sweet rice, sweet pork (oh so sweet), black beans, and fresh creamy tomatillo sauce. I hate to say it but this just might be a family Christmas tradition. Sorry turkey, just not as excited about you.

We went to bed full, happy, satisfied with life, and ready to start our countdown until next Christmas. :) Literally, Clark actually said, "I hate the day after Christmas because the countdown starts over." Gotta love his spirit.

So that's what we did! It wasn't all bliss and perfection but we had a memorable time nonetheless. We hope everyone's Christmas was also full of family, love, food, laughter, and reflection. Let's just hope that next year our three little wise men will be more cooperative.

The Big Reveal...

I've been holding on to these pictures for a couple months because we were giving them to grandparents as Christmas gifts. Of course I didn't want them revealed prematurely and ruin the surprise! Since we were able to give our photobooks away while visiting family over Thanksgiving, I think it's safe to post the pictures now!

We had a 40-minute photoshoot which was done by my multiples support group as a fundraiser. It was $45 bucks for 20 minutes and we got full rights to all our lightly edited pictures! I'd say that's a steal of a deal. The kids behaved like little angels and we were all finished just as the sun was coming up. We tried to do the shoot without sun because Leah can hardly open her eyes if it's bright AT ALL. Same with Clark as well. So I'm not as thrilled with her individuals because she is squinting but other than that, I'd say it was a success!

Enjoy!





I started singing a song to keep their attention but they didn't recognize it and this was the face they gave me...


Luckily Clark swooped in from the side and did something hilarious, I imagine, so the kids were all smiles again.


Our favorite of the trio...















See you after Christmas!

On the Road to Turkeyville...

Our first family trip is over and I think it's safe to say that it was 50% fantastic and 50% nightmarish. Since being home this past week, I've gone back and forth on whether it was more fantastic or more nightmarish. Still not sure so that's why I split it down the middle. We LOVED seeing all our family though and for most of my side it was the first time they'd seen the trio!

We set out the weekend before Thanksgiving and gave ourselves plenty of time to reach Idaho. Zachary was trying to convince us that he could get us there faster but Dad overruled him and much to his dismay, he was strapped into a car seat. I'm nervous for when this kid actually gets his drivers license.


Our kids have never spent more than one hour in the car at one given time so they had a rude awakening on our first leg out of Texas. We kept it short, six hours, and stopped at a hotel that night. We had only been in the car five minutes at this point...making a stop at the library. They had no clue what they were in for.


The first night at the hotel was really when the nightmare began. Let me just say that not ever having slept the kids in the same room made for difficult sleeping arrangements. We got a one bedroom suite thinking that would be plenty of room but unfortunately it wasn't. Caleb slept in the closet and cried from 11pm-1am. Leah and Zachary slept in the living area on opposites sides of the couch. Leah was having major allergy issues or something because she could not breathe and cried from about 10pm-2am. We did have some much needed silence from 2am-6am but needless to say, it was a rough night. We planned to drive through the next night so we were nervous about our lack of sleep. The kids were thrilled about our view...


Unfortunately our hotel only had two high chairs which made for an interesting eating experience the next morning. We ate the hotel breakfast and were apparently very entertaining to watch while I spilled oatmeal all over everyone and the boys threw their food on the ground. I think they were just testing their limits since it was their first time out of the triplet table. I was definitely happy to get back up to the room where no one was staring. I've gotten used to being a spectacle while out in public but for some reason the stares that morning were getting to me.

We checked out just in time for the kids' nap and hit the road for another four hour ride until we hit Albuquerque, NM. There is a great aquarium there so we decided to let the kids stretch their legs for an hour. Big shark tanks, jellyfish, sting rays, and lots of room to run made for a great stop!


After the aquarium, we drove a couple more hours until we made our last stop before the long night drive. Much to my dismay, we were in a small town without many activities to choose from. We spotted a brand new McDonalds Play Place so I loaded up our pockets with disinfectant wipes and let the kids run around. We were the only ones there so Clark went up and down the slide with the boys. Leah, risk-averse by nature, played on the ground where it was safe. There wasn't a ball pit, which was perfect, because I've heard that's where all the germs live. Who knows. We then did a little bedtime routine in the car, changed into pajamas, and headed out! Only 12 more hours to go...


Wednesday morning around 4:20am, we pulled into my parents driveway and unloaded. They were not expecting us since we were going to be staying at my sister's house and planned on arriving a couple hours later but we could not drive one second longer. The babes were awake and screaming so I called my parents and said, "Surprise, we're five minutes away!" Of course they happily jumped out of bed and helped unload. We were SO happy to be done driving. Mainly because Leah, with her allergies and lack of one breathing airway, for some reason could not sleep sitting up in her car seat. She'd fall asleep for 20-30 minutes then her nose would get all congested which would wake her up and the crying would begin. This obviously woke the other two up and this happened over and over for 12 hours. Basically it was just a nightmare of a night. We recovered as much as we could the next day so that Thanksgiving would be enjoyable. Luckily, we were feeling much better when the turkey arrived! Dinner was delicious but what was truly amazing was that our ENTIRE family was together. Six children, five spouses, nineteen grandchildren (one more on the way), and two parents made for a very long Thanksgiving table.


All the boys were off cleaning the church and playing basketball so us girls stayed around to cook and snack off delicious cheese balls!


Three other grandchildren were born in my family just months before the trio last year. So there were six one-year-olds running around which, as you can imagine, was pretty crazy. At this age they all don't really play together either. I'm sure that will come in later years though I always kind of expected them to instantly be friends and get along. The following picture is a good depiction of how Leah behaved during the trip. Not feeling well, her first tooth erupted, and she had/has MAJOR stranger anxiety. She was attached to our hips 100% of the time so when we set her down for a cousin picture, she was not happy! One of the cousins had to leave early so there are only five babies pictured.


Leah and Zachary are having a baby meeting regarding whether they will actually eat the Thanksgiving food. Sweet potatoes were a hit as well as a marshmallow salad but that was about all they ate. Actually they did eat a couple kernels of corn and several rolls. Let's hope next year is more successful.


Caleb was trying to convince cousin Olive that he would be very careful with her pacifier. She didn't buy into his lies and quickly got it back.


Zachary in his cape sitting in the magic basket. We're still waiting to see what superpowers he has besides how big he can open his mouth.


Buckets were made to go on heads right?


Oh ya...this guy took up walking during our vacation. See how excited he is about it? He was walking toward me in the picture and laughed the whole way. So cute. Don't mind Zachary picking his nose.


I'm sure you've been wondering what our kids slept in considering three pack-n-plays would not fit in our van. I did some research on travel tents for toddlers and found that they are VERY expensive (when we were having to purchase three). I came across these indoor/outdoor tents that were significantly cheaper but the catch was that they closed by velcro...not zippers. I figured our kids were young enough that it wouldn't be a problem. It never was. I napped the kids in their tents for about three weeks prior to the trip so they would be nice and familiar with their surroundings. Everyone did well except Zachary, having the ability to stand up unassisted, who would stand and push on the side of the tent knocking it on it's side and collapsing on him. That happened twice then I think he learned his lesson. Pretty sad to walk in on though. The sixth cousin missing from the pic above and her older brother are in the tent with Zachary. He's just giving them the grand tour.


After concluding our stay in Idaho, we headed south to Utah for Clark's brother's wedding. Obviously his family was all in town so we were excited to spend some time with them. Unfortunately, at this point, all three of our kids were sick. I totally expected this going to a colder, drier climate and being around a lot of people. They all had bad head colds with terrible coughs and runny noses. Their noses were all dry and cracked which was so sad. The dry weather was killing us. I hate to admit it but Leah slept with us a few nights because it was the only way she would sleep. I was willing to do just about anything to get a couple hours of shut eye.

Despite feeling ill, we still celebrated Clark's birthday during our trip with gifts, singing, and a 'C' cake! Leah is on Dad's hip showing everyone how she can fold her arms...


Ever wonder what three high chairs look like? I did! Now I know that cleaning three separate trays and seats is much more time consuming than one table and one surface. These little buggers did not eat well on our trip. I don't know if it was the fact that they were sick or that lots of people were around watching them but I made them the same things I always do and they refused to eat. So frustrating. I don't think they suffered any ill effects from the lack of calories though. We did MUCH more snacking on the trip than we do at home so I think they made up for it.


We couldn't be just minutes away from our Alma Mater and not take a stroll around campus! The babies were dressed in the warmest clothes we brought (zip up hoodies in temperatures around 32 degrees) and we headed into the sea of students. What's funny is that the students seemed more annoyed with us than anything. The fact that we were walking slow or taking up the whole hallway, etc... They didn't want to stop and bask in the miracle of three babies born at the same time! I kept waiting for someone to stop us in our tracks...but no one did. Fine by me!


Of course the big celebration arrived and we were so excited to be a part of such a special day. The kids stayed at home with babysitters (note the plural) while we attended the ceremony. That was the first time I had ever left the kids while they were awake. Of course I was nervous and had a nice long list for the babysitters. Luckily Clark's sister was also leaving her five month old so with everyone waiting at the door for me to give instructions, I kept them short and sweet and kept referring the sitters to my detailed list. :)


When we returned four hours later, the sitters said everything went perfectly! I'm still wondering if they were being completely honest. However, no one was crying when we walked in and apparently the kids ate the ENTIRE lunch so I have no reason not to believe them. Maybe we should've stayed out a couple more hours. :)

This was the first time the trio had met their younger cousin on Clark's side so we figured the best way for everyone to get acquainted would be a bath party! I think we could have fit one more baby in there comfortably...


After all the turkey, pumpkin pie, playing with cousins, bath parties, and much more...we headed to bed early our last night with Clark's family because we were leaving at O'dark 30, as Clark's family calls it. With 21 hours ahead of us, we were optimistic about our getting home without any issues. That optimism quickly disappeared when we got into bed in Albuquerque and saw on the news that the storm of the century was about to hit! We contemplated getting back out of bed and trying to beat the storm through the night but thought better of that idea and decided to get a good night of sleep. We definitely paid for it the next morning when we drove through terrible wind, snow, and ice-covered roads. The weather added a few hours to our already 10-hour day so here's what we listened to for the last three hours before home...




Poor babies. We made it though and I think the kids have forgiven us. Although when we put them in their car seatsnow they scream and arch their backs. It's quite the wrestling match.

Caleb is still battling an upper respiratory infection complete with a 10-day course of antibiotics. The other two are coming out of their sicknesses luckily and I think we've managed to catch up on our sleep as well. We certainly loved seeing everyone and we also loved coming back to our own beds. Isn't that true with any vacation? Just wish we lived less than 26 hours away so it would only be a day trip! Thanksgiving 2011 was definitely memorable!

A couple tips we received from other moms of multiples who have traveled long distances in the car included using travel tents, small collapsible umbrella strollers, sound machines for sleeping in hotels and at relatives, and boxed milk that doesn't need refrigeration so you always have milk available in the car (some moms went back to using formula for the trip because of the refrigeration issue but we wanted to stay as consistent as possible, hence the boxed milk).