As usual, I was indecisive. And Shutterfly was having a good deal, so I got these cards as well. But only a few, and I didn’t send that many of them out. If you don’t know they’re triplets, you just think I put three pictures of one kid in the card, right?
Or maybe not. They do look pretty different from each other in those pictures, don’t they? That’s good.
So I never blogged about our weekend. It was…tiring. The boys were not feeling great, they had fevers off and on, some wheezing off and on, so we stuck close to home most of the time. Which just makes us all antsy and cabin fever-y.
Friday night, we went for a walk, and then got pizza at our friends’ pizza place on the way back. Yum. The weather was so nice, FINALLY, after a week of disgustingness.
Saturday, we wanted to go to the aquarium, but we kind of got off to a late start. The ferry was acting all weird and it took us forever to cross the river. I swear, the boat captain was like a teenager who just learned to parallel park. It took like eight tries to get up next to the dock. It would have been funny if I hadn’t had three four three grumpy males with me.
Finally, we got to the aquarium, about 40 minutes before closing time. Enough time to say hi to Bruce and Mr Ray and Nemo and Dory, at least.
(Check out this cute video)
After the aquarium, we headed back to the ferry. It was sitting at the dock, but we didn’t think we’d make it, so we briefly considered waiting for the next one. Thank god we didn’t – there WAS no next one! Turns out the ferry was having issues, so they were not going to be running it anymore after that one. I don’t know what we would have done if we’d gotten stuck on the other side of the river. The only thing we could have done was send George in a taxi to our house to pick up the van. Ugh!
So we got on the ferry (whew) and ran into our friends MC and Millie! Millie is a few weeks younger than the boys, and just loooooves them. I guess my boys are still in the “girls are icky” phase.
Check out another cute video!
(Can you tell, I had the Flip with me, but not my camera)
Finally, we made it home, put the boys to bed, etc, etc. I did some holiday baking.
Sunday was more hanging out at the house. We went and had brunch with friends, which was nice, and were going to go to the Children’s Museum, but the boys took a long nap, so we missed that. No biggie.
Now I’m really tired. Oliver was up screaming this morning at 5:15 so I brought him to bed with us, at which point, no one slept. (Well, except Linus and Miles. But Miles was up at 1am, screaming for his binky. So there.)
I love my boys, but they are exhausting. Why did no one tell me triplets would be so exhausting?