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.)
Does this look like a menacing gang of tricycle-riding thugs, or what?
(Darn those dimples for ruining the effect!)
Maybe they’re not identical after all!
I know I need to get Oliver to stop sucking his thumb, but…it’s so cute. Sigh.
Can you guess what George has been teaching the boys about?
Was playing around with slow shutter speeds and the flash and got this fun/freaky shot.
This 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!
My 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!
One 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!
Look who I ran into in D.C.? My sissy!
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.
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.
Took 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!
Love watching the boys play trains with Daddy.
It 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.
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 got to snuggle all sorts of babies, it was awesome.
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.
And then we went grocery shopping and home blah blah blah. I was beat. Ready for Monday. Woo hoo!