The asylum is functioning on pure insanity. We have never been busier or crazier (. . . unless you can remember when we first brought the triplets home 80 days after their birth on apnea monitors and a Q3 hour feeding schedule.) I for one do not remember too much about that time frame, so for my sake fast forward two years to now. It's nuts. Note I have not had time to blog in over a month (*Austin spent a week at the hospital with a respiratory virus that required oxygen. Same week, my brother broke his back bodyboarding). Crazy. Having THREE 2 year olds is like living in a WWF wrestling ring. When you add the 5 year old to the mix it is anybody's game. Some days Riley can be a big help and others, well, like having yet another 2 year old. Timeout is a joke, but required. I am a broken record stuck on the chord, "Hitting is not ok. If you hit, you will sit." They get it- "no bullies" they will say, and yet the minute they get backed into a corner, a blankie gets jacked, a snack gets stollen, the gloves are off! Sometimes the adults want to cry and at other times cheer (ie. when Caden lunged and nailed both Mitch and Austin on the head after they ganged up on him ;)), but most of the time we just yearn for PEACE. "For the love of God, can't we all just get along?"- don't remember who said it, but in all honestly the answer is "NO! We cannot." Besides, if they did, I would have anything to write about :).
Riley: Continues to work on transitioning to general education pre-school. He loves it (most days)! Kindergarten sign ups are coming up next week and I can hardly believe that he will be 6 in August. He loves all things trains, Hotwheels, computers, and is looking forward to signing up for Karate and swim lessons this summer.
RY: "Mom, when I grow up and drive a train then I will make a lot of money. Then we can go on a date and eat things and then get me a surprise." Wow, Ry. Sounds like my idea of a good time, honey.
RY:"Mom, quick. You gotta get a picture of this for facebook. They're (the triplets) are cracking me up!"
Austin: The biggest of the small ones. The wimpy-est. The most snuggly. An inch taller and 5lbs. + heavier than the other two. Austin is just discovering that he truely is bigger than "Mitchy" and Caden. He likes to bump into them just to demonstrate his knowledge on the subject! Our fashionista boy loves purses, shoes, and the colors orange and pink. (Big melt down over his assigned name tag written in blue.) Once thought to be delayed in speech, Austin has now learned how to vocalize quite a bit and boy, is he LOUD.
Austy B: "Mom. Mom. What Caden doin? What Caden doin?"- translation- Austin is tattling.
Austy B: "Where's Mitchy?"- he loves her to pieces
His favorite toy is currently the "baccumm". He prefers the real one to the toy vaccumms and is convinced that the real one is "out of batteries" because it doesn't turn on. He also has a trash can fettish. Missing shoes, keys, and phone (now found-phone) all attributed to this fettish. Riley and Austin get along swimmingly (because, lets be honest, they are 2 of a kind). Austin is the only one of the trio that gets personal invites onto Riley's side of the tracks.
Michaela: Mitchy, Mitch, Kayla, Curly Sue, Sissy LaLa (her fav). My darling crazy girl who insists she is actually a man. Yep, man. Showed her a beautiful Easter dress the other day and she told me "Uncle Timmy might like it." Not like her wearing it, but as a frock for himself. God love her. Took a fam field trip to Goldenspoon, Mitchy went "swimming" in the movie theater fountain. Running, climbing, jumping, streaking= Mitch. She may be a "man" but she does like to shop. She doesn't even mind going to the grocery store and through a gigantic fit this afternoon because I didn't stop a Trader Joes as she requested (driving from the back seat of course). We get a lot of good laughs out of this girl and boy does she like to deliver.
Picking berries that all have been told are "poison", Michaela takes a handful and says "Hey Austin, want some poison?"
Mitchy: "I cannot like it."
Mitchy: "Austin MICHAEL Shay!"
Mitchy: Upon leaving mass after Michaela was quite loud and had to be moved to the "cry room" half way through . . . I made the comment to Casey- "What was that?!" Mitchy replied, "I listened to Jesus. I was quiet." Really? What did I miss?!
Mitchy: With a blanket wrapped over her head and around her body, "I'm being Jesus."
Mitchy: With a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, "I'm being Mother Goose!"
Side note. Kayla had her first dental appointment today. She stayed absolutely still and let the dentist do his thing. Dr. Shannon couldn't believe it. "Not your typical two year old patient." My response, "God's gift to me" in referrence to Riley's dental office history. Laughter and a nod.
Caden: Our true miracle man. Caden is quite the character. You cannot trust this little imp an inch. He elops. Likes to run down the driveway over the neighbors house next door and pound on their garage door, laughing like a maniac. Problem- Joe and Joe don't like kids. "Joe and Joe crabby."- Caden. In their defense, I get it. No quiet at our house. Caden is now the proud owner of both glasses and AFOs (aka Forrest Gump braces). He prefers the glasses in the case, but has learned to tolerate them to get more time on the "pad" (ipad). Att: APPLE- Caden is your biggest little fan! So smart. My little 2 pounder so grown up, so smart, so silly. Caden loves to sing and often changes the words to encorporate "potty talk", something his big brother Riley has taught him, that reduces them both into mad fits of giggles. "The Farmer in the Dell" is a fabulous song, but is now "The Farmer Takes a Poop." Funny yes, but appropriate, not so much. The PT and OT therapists, the teachers, all hide their smiles by biting their lips, but the tears in their eyes speak volumes. This little imp is quite the charmer. He can do no wrong. I am so screwed. On that note- pray for me. I get a vacation day at work tomorrow!
Caden: "Stinky poopy."
Caden: " I want chippies."
Caden: "Call grammie."
Caden: . . . where are your glasses, "in the case."
Random Funnies
Michaela wets through her diaper into the shopping cart full of Easter supplies at the 99 cent store= time to go! Shopping with two carts- one full, one empty. Go figure.
Caden goes pee pee on the potty for the second time. Bladder empty (1/2 in the potty, 1/2 on my foot), he says "I need some more (pee)". Gotta give him props though, Austy B is afraid of heights and won't sit on the potty to save his life.
Will have to post pics later, super late and kids will be in our bed soon!
