10/28/11
October 30, 2011 at 9:44 pm | Posted in 365in2011 | Leave a commentVia Flickr:
A cold front rolled in, and I love how you can see it getting colder.
(I know, lame, right? But I didn’t see the boys after they went to school, so this is what you get.)
10/27/11
October 28, 2011 at 1:52 pm | Posted in 365in2011, triplets | 2 CommentsVia Flickr:
Does this look like a menacing gang of tricycle-riding thugs, or what?
(Darn those dimples for ruining the effect!)
Well, gosh…
October 27, 2011 at 9:24 pm | Posted in triplets | 5 CommentsMaybe they’re not identical after all!
10/26/11
October 27, 2011 at 8:23 am | Posted in 365in2011, triplets | 3 CommentsI know I need to get Oliver to stop sucking his thumb, but…it’s so cute. Sigh.
10/25/11
October 26, 2011 at 6:49 am | Posted in 365in2011, triplets | 5 CommentsCan you guess what George has been teaching the boys about?
10/24/11
October 25, 2011 at 9:45 pm | Posted in 365in2011, triplets | Leave a commentWas playing around with slow shutter speeds and the flash and got this fun/freaky shot.
I Heart Faces – Let them be little
October 24, 2011 at 9:29 am | Posted in photography, triplets | 12 CommentsThis week’s photo challenge had me going way back in my archives. Before I was really into photography. This one was no doubt shot in automatic mode.
Anyway, it’s the boys at 6 days old. They’d just been moved into the NICU’s step-down unit, and put into one crib together. They were all home within a week.
Gaaah, I can’t believe they were ever this tiny!
10/23/11
October 24, 2011 at 9:07 am | Posted in 365in2011, triplets | 1 CommentMy sweet Andrew. My sister and her family came to Kiki’s house for (yes, homemade) breakfast so I could see Emily and And-a-woo (as the boys call him). 8 months old and so so so sweet!
10/22/11
October 24, 2011 at 8:49 am | Posted in 365in2011, triplets | Leave a commentOne of the awesome benefits of having Kiki as a best friend is the meals she cooks for you when you come to her house. Maybe it helps that we live 1000 miles apart. So yeah, those coffee-marinated bison short ribs, the smoked gouda mashed potatoes, and the spinach souffle were all for ME ME ME!
10/21/11
October 22, 2011 at 1:52 pm | Posted in 365in2011, triplets | 1 CommentLook who I ran into in D.C.? My sissy!
10/20/11
October 21, 2011 at 4:12 pm | Posted in 365in2011, triplets | 2 CommentsVia Flickr:
Staying at a nice hotel in Virginia for work. So nice to have a bathroom all to myself, no sharing with three little boys who, I have to say, do not have the best aim.
Nice.
10/19/11
October 20, 2011 at 8:18 pm | Posted in 365in2011, triplets | 2 CommentsVia Flickr:
Brought the boys to my mom’s while I am on a trip for work until Sunday. Only problem is, she wasn’t expecting us for another day. Oops.
10/18/11
October 19, 2011 at 6:25 am | Posted in 365in2011, triplets | 2 CommentsTook the boys to the dentist yesterday. It was their second visit, but the first one where they got a cleaning and all that good stuff. I’m happy to say they inherited neither my skittishness nor my bad teeth. Clean bill of health!
10/17/11
October 18, 2011 at 10:02 pm | Posted in 365in2011, triplets | Leave a commentLove watching the boys play trains with Daddy.
Looooong weekend
October 18, 2011 at 10:22 am | Posted in triplets | 1 CommentIt really wasn’t longer than any other weekend, but I packed so much into it, that it felt really long.
It started on Friday, when I brought the boys to Granny and Grandpa’s, then went to the Aveda Institute for a $15 haircut. Love that. Yeah, it took two hours, but they did a great job (it helps that they HAVE to listen to what you want, unlike at some salons when they just do whatever the hell they want to you. Not that I’m bitter.) When I left, it was getting dark, the air was crisp and cool, and a feeling over overwhelming contentment came over me. I walked to the Whole Foods next to the salon, loaded up on their $3 bottles of wine and some yummy dinner, and reflected on the fact that I had TWO WHOLE NIGHTS without the kids.
Heaven.
So I went home, relaxed with a glass from the aforementioned cheap wine and my yummy dinner.
No more than a glass, though, because I had to be up bright and early Saturday morning for the breast cancer awareness walk I did. It was a 5K walk, not a race. More like a stroll. I did it with a friend and a bunch of her coworkers. It was a beautiful day, and I was glad to do something.
Afterwards, Teresa and I got coffee and shopped for some birthday presents, because we had a 7 year old’s birthday party to attend. Yeah, that’s right. I went to a child’s birthday party without my kids. And I had a much better time for it!
I reminisced about the old days when I worked in the children’s department at Barnes & Noble:

I got to snuggle all sorts of babies, it was awesome.
In spite of Frankie being a mere 6 weeks old, my friend still managed to make all these awesome cakepops (and the coffin cake.)

After I got home from the party, I got some stuff done around the house. Little things (like hanging coat hooks) that I’ve been putting off for months, if not years. So that felt good.
I quickly baked a cake (ha ha, it was only a mix) to bring to the pub since there was a Zombie potluck party. Yes, zombies bring potluck. There were some interesting characters there…
And then I convinced Lindsay that we weren’t really jumping THAT high in this picture, by having her do her own jumping picture. Love it! Look at those shoes!

I went to pick up the boys on Sunday (after I did a little early birthday/Christmas shopping for them – Toys R Us had a sale on Thomas train cars) to go to my friend Mandy’s daughter’s fourth birthday party. They were super-clingy at the party, right up until it was time to go. Naturally.
Look at this cutie! She was soooo smiley. Love!

The birthday girl with her beautiful red hair:

How do they GET this dirty? Ahhh. Anyway, I figured out how to make them look different.

And then we went grocery shopping and home blah blah blah. I was beat. Ready for Monday. Woo hoo!
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