Showing posts with label pictures. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pictures. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
The digital age
Do you know how hard it is to take pictures of wiggly little urchins? Good thing cameras now have a feature that takes good pictures when the object is moving. But even cameras cannot solve the problem of getting your kids to look at the camera or even in that general area all at the same time. And not cry. And not pout. And maybe have a serene look on their faces? I'd settle for that, if I got smiles out of all three or four children at once... well, I don't know what I'd do. Probably the potty dance. (Its the same dance I use for all happy moments in the house)

Monday, October 27, 2008
A busy week
So, I have hand surgery in two days. Scott is no where to be found. He got called in to work at 4 a.m. on Sunday morning on a homicide and well, he won't be home until they catch the bad guys. So I'm looking at plan B for my surgery. Relying on family and friends to take care of me and the kids until he can come home.
Luckily my mom and mother-in-law can help out. And there are friends that come over regularly (Luann and Mark and Shell). It just seems like timing always stinks when it comes to homicides. Oh well, if they thought about their actions before they committed murder, it probably wouldn't happen.
Here's some more pics of the park.
Friday, October 24, 2008
More pictures
I'm sure that a few of you have noticed how cute and photogenic my children are. They get that from me - being photogenic. The cute part is just pure luck or maybe Gods grace.
I get some of the kids clothes from my friend Angela. I'm sure she recognizes the boys shirts and Brooke's jumper.
And you can see the kids personalities.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Whatdoyathink?
We took the kids to the park today to get that good ol' Christmas card picture. So whatdoyathink? Which one would you "vote" for?
Monday, July 7, 2008
An unordinary day
Jacob and I were off to swimming lessons today. And as we pulled off the highway onto one of the main roads, a driver in a cement truck pulled up next to us. Since my air conditioning in my van isn't working, I had every possible window open. My van has a sticker on the back that says, "Got Triplets?" And has two stick boys and one stick girl below it. The driver yelled out, "Hey, you got triplets?" And I turned towards him and saw he had a goofy-happy look on his face. And I said, "Yes, they are two." And he waved his hand in the air and yelled, "Yeah!" It was nice to NOT get that normal reaction. The way people gawk and turn their heads at odd angles when passing us. Sure, I could take the sticker off my van and be like the other million blue mini-vans. Maybe I'll get one of those obnoxious little boy peeing on a Ford stickers.
So this prompted one of those in depth life-altering conversations with Jacob. Jacob says, "What did that guy yell?" And I replied, "He likes our sticker on the back of the van about the babies." Jacob say, "Mom, they aren't babies." And I said, "Well, what should we call them? I call them my babies because they are my youngest children. And I don't like saying triplets all the time." Jacob thinks for a moment, "I can be your big kid and they can be your little kids." And really, that was a good idea! But a moment later he told me I could call them babies again.
So, fast forward through the afternoon and Brooke unzipping her crib tent and falling out today. Tonight, I will be making ties for the zippers so they can't get out. After that, the babies fell asleep for a little more than 2 hours. (Yipee!)
So we went outside and played. See pictures interjected into this blog.
Next, we go inside and I get some snacks out. Baked Cheetos. The babies LOVE baked Cheetos. They gobble them down. So, I'm sitting on the couch and Brooke and John are on their second community bowl of Baked Cheetos. John turns his head to look at me and he's got a Cheeto stuck up his nose. Now, at this moment, my reaction could change the way he eats or sniffs Cheetos. So I try not to let him see my nostrils flare and my eyes widen in laughter. And the oddest thing is that he was completely serious, just looking at me. He didn't even have a twinkle in his eye. He took the Cheeto out of his nose and then put it back in again. And finally I think I found my voice, "John, not in your nose, in your mouth!" And he took it out and ate it. (It sounds more gross than it actually was - the eating after in the nose part)
So I went to get the camera and waited for him to do it again. But no such luck.
Labels:
5 year old,
Brooke,
Jacob,
John,
pictures,
summer fun,
triplets
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Flickr
This is a test post from
, a fancy photo sharing thing. I'm new at stuff like this... well, kind of. So I hope everyone can view them! And if you can't by clicking on this Flickr link, go to the bottom left column under favorite websites, its also listed there!
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
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