Christmas!

Christmas with three almost two year olds...magic. I started decorating the house right after Thanksgiving and continued adding until the week before Christmas. I knew it was time to stop when Steve pointed out there wasn't a room in the house that did not have a Christmas tree (slight exaggeration). I was just so excited to make the holidays magical for my kids and my exuberance showed in glitter and miniature synthetic pine trees.

We had company for the holidays. My Grandpa Cluer came down from Idaho, Uncle Michael from NYC whom the kidlets called Un-Mite for Uncle Michael, and Nana and Papa from Nevada! Everyone arrived a couple days before Christmas and stayed through New Years and we all enjoyed many joyous and festive outings over the holidays.

Arrival night family dinner

Christmas Eve: Steve and the kids and I went to Steve's cousin Frank's house in north Phoenix for dinner and a visit from Santa. We missed Santa's visit but had a blast showing off the kiddos and visiting with family. My sister and brother in-law hosted Nana, Papa, Great Grandpa and Un-Mite over for dinner and wine at their place.

Late Christmas Eve I had a moment that I will treasure forever. The kids were tucked in bed Steve and I were exhausted but so looking forward to Christmas morning and I was looking around taking in the scene and felt overcome with happiness. I may have had children just for Christmas mornings.

Christmas day! Santa was good to the kids, they made out with lots and lots of loot. We enjoyed opening presents and a nice champagne brunch, then packed up the kiddos and headed over to Abuelita and Grandads where we did Christmas all over again with Tio Richard. Then back to our house to cook up a lovely dinner and Steve's parents and sister's family came over and we feasted and feasted and opened more presents. WOW what a day.
Christmas morning


Kids new playhouse, Faye and Lil got tutus!

Sheesh!

Okay here it is. The things people say....oh boy. This is nothing about them personally, because I definitely have my fair share of saying idiotic things (basically all my "fighting words" are nonsense), but sheesh! Out of the mouths of strangers:

• Triplets? Wow! Two girls and a boy...are they all identical?
• Are those threes?
• Triplets? But he is so much bigger than them. (like we are lying to them?)
  
• Triplets! Oh, I would shoot myself!
• Are they all twins?
  
• Are they natural? (referring to the kids I guess...)

And my current reining favorite that occurred in a Barnes & Noble by a lady with an unusually loud speaking voice:

• A threesome! Oh, I have never seen a threesome in person before!

Me neither lady.

Sh*t Shenanigans!!

There is no other way to describe this week in history that I now refer to as the week of "Sh*t Shenanigans". The week started with Lily pooping in the tub when Nini (Auntie Liela) was giving the kids a bath. If you have never experienced the after effects of a child pooping in the tub it is no fun, no fun at all. Add to that there are two other kiddos in the tub that now also have to be dealt with. Here's how you do it:

1. Quick, get everyone out of the tub, but keep all three toddlers on the bath mat, don't let them touch each other, don't let them put their hands in their mouth.
2. Take all wet, gross babies to another bathroom across the house and put in the shower one at a time (keep your eyes on the other two!) and rinse/wash babies off (PS-everyone is crying now).
3. Then diaper and dress babies as usual.
4. Then take everyone downstairs where they will cry for you at the top of their lungs till you get back to them after dealing with the original bath water and ...ahem.. other stuff.

So the next day Faye finds a lone dog poo in the yard steps in it and starts to cry looking at her dirty shoe. I see her crying and looking at her shoe from across the yard, quickly I see what happened and feel relief that she doesn't like it and is frozen in place....until I start to run to her. Dang it! "Poo-poo??" she said as she reached down for her shoe. "DON'T TOUCH, FAYE-FAYE, DON'T TOUCH!!" me -running at warp speed now. Too late. I pick her up holding the offending arm and leg far away from me to head inside. At this point she is probably thinking she is in the worst trouble because she starts to do some sort of double-gainer pike flip to get out of my arms and when she goes to no-bones-jelly baby I lose grip just a little, but just enough. Now my arm has dog poo on it. It may have taken a full hour to get everything cleaned up properly.

THAT SAME DAY. I am so ready for nap time and happy that it is here. Everyone up to their cribs, storytime, and night-night. I hear a lot of playing but I am tired and now I want to shower. Jump in the shower, get out and still hear playing. Okay put some clothes on and go in and check. As I am walking down the hall I hear Faye "Poo-Poo? Poo-Poo?" I think (hope against all hope) that she is just thinking about what happened earlier. I open the door and look at Faye, she is naked from the waist down. Uh oh. I get to her crib and see her diaper. Empty. Hmm, she looks pretty clean...but I do smell poop. Cue Lily next door crib: "Poo-Poo?" I turn my head and see my lovely daughter holding something out to me. I don't need to say it do I? Yes, apparently Faye took off her diaper, took out the ...ahem...contents and handed them to Lily over the crib rails...who of course accepted the gift!

Later that week Jack had a blow out and some other poo-related event occurred but I cannot really remember it as I just started blacking things out from the week known as "Sh*t Shenanigans". Thankfully, the weeks since have been far less eventful. So far anyway.

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The Kids Just Started College!

That is how long it has been since I updated this blog... lazy, lazy Mommy. So they may not be in college yet, but lots has happened since we last met.

Halloween! The kids LOVED it. Since their costumes from last year still fit (barely) the kids were three ducklings in a row. Well, it started out in a row but even 1 year olds get that being tied together with one of Maddie's long leashes isn't as cool in person as it is on paper. So after forty feet or so we ditched the "line" and just went Trick-or-Treat on the regular. The first house was scary, the second was kind of interesting and after the third house the kids pulled us from house to house for about 20 houses!

We took the kids to Schnepf Farms right before Halloween to pick out some pumpkins, ogle some Pygmy goats and various other livestock and of course to consume some farm fare. We dressed the kiddos in cute outfits and, despite Steve's repeated "are we really those people" comments, Steve and I dressed in complimentary outfits (note: I did not say matching!) and set out for a fun fall day. As if this were our first time to the rodeo we were surprised at the immense warmth radiating from the orb in the sky as we trekked across the huge, dry, dusty, dirt parking lot. Steve- "It' pretty warm already, huh?" Me-"Ummm, yea, it seems warm...". Warm!? It was 96 degrees! Ninety-six degrees at the end of October! It-was-HOT! The poor kids were on fire. So we did the "fun fall day at the farm" in about 1 hour. They did have some fun walking in the completely unshaded, dirt pumpkin patch. For some reason the girls wanted to kiss every pumpkin they saw--adorable! Jack said there is no way he is kissing a vegetable.




Thanksgiving! Holidays with kids are just that much more fun. We had a very nice dinner at Grandad and Abuelita's house. We set up baby base camp and stayed the night for a couple nights. Good food and fun family times. That next weekend we went to the bi-annual Tempe Arts Fair. Love it! We try to go at least once a year. The kids enjoyed the sights and tasty treats and we enjoyed some time in the wine tasting tent. Nice! Then we took some pics with the famed big-metal-rabbits.

(Abuelita, Faye, Lily, Grandad)


(Lily, Jack, Faye)


Christmas! Who are we kidding that needs it's own post!