Asjia- Mama Mama, lookie da bug!
Kyle- (very seriously)Ohhh Mama
Mason- Oh by gosh, a bug!
Asjia- Hi Nina! Nina sky! Nina up day-er. Hiiieeeee Nina!!!
Mason- aweplane Mama, Mama aweplane(repeat until aknowledged)
Kyle- Go bye bye see Nina, aweplane!
Nina is our Grandma♥
I have so much to say I don't know where to start! It was a crazy week around here. Christian was home and she had Cheerleading camp all week. I have a new appreciation for "Soccer Mom's". Getting ready, packing everyone up, traffic, back and forth....whew! Finally, at 5:34am on Saturday morning I have a moment to blog:)I did a little sprucing up on my page. I am very dependent on creative outlets to keep me sane. I have(had) always worked in a creative field, Interior Design, Kitchen Design, Visual Merchandising, etc. and lately I have been deprived of anything that stimulates that portion of my brain...so this is the result. Tell me what you think, I did it all by myself!
Christian did awesome at camp. I was so proud watching her. I wish I had a fraction of the rhythm she has! She is still nervous to tryout, although if her young mind had any idea how good she looked out there she would have no fear whatsoever.
The kids had a blast on the trampoline. I had knots in my stomach the whole time, hoping someone did not bounce off quicker than I could catch them. 
And, they got over their fear of Dogs. SUPER YAY!!! By the end of the week they were saying "Oh, so nice Doggie" and feeding her out of their hands which is HUGE. I could barely pry them out of the car to go inside at the beginning of the week because they were scared of the dog. That is a happy moment for me. 
This weekend is going to be yet another whirlwind. We are having a family BBQ at our house today, and a Water Park Birthday Party to go to tomorrow. I swore I would have the kids in swimming lessons by now, and here we go to another pool with no lessons under our belt. Has anyone seen my time? I seemed to have lost it all!
Beautifully Blessed weekends to all of you♥
We are officially 2 1/2 years old today, Happy Half Birthday Angels! It seems like yesterday, and many years ago all at the same time that I was being wheeled in to the Operating Room. Lying there just praying that we would all make it out alive and well with tears streaming down my face. I can see those precious scrunched up faces so perfectly in my mind. I can remember the sounds, the smells, everything. I fear that those memories will fade someday, and that is why I remind myself constantly to cherish every moment and every stage. It is here and gone in what seems like a blink of an eye. I can't believe that we have made it through the first 2 1/2 years of life. Though a part of my heart mourns for the times that have passed, I am so excited about what the future holds. Mommy loves you guys!
Though this age is trying, I am overwhelmed every day at the rewards. Little things like hearing them say Please, Thank You, and Excuse Me all on thier own. After what feels like months of trying to teach them and wondering to myself if they even really got the message, it's music to my ears to hear it coming from their little munchkin voices. I know it seems crazy, but today Asjia sneezed and covered her mouth then turned to me and said, "escuse me Mommy". I almost cried.
When we got home from a party I attended with the kids this evening they all piled on top of Daddy. I raced to the office to lookup a foreclosure I had spotted down by the water. Kyle came running into the office yelling, "Mama, Daya got owie". I walked in to the living room where Mason and Asjia were surrounding him and taking turns kissing it to make it better. It just amazes me that we have so much control over a child's mind. It makes me so proud to see my children be well mannered, compassionate, and loving little people. Being a parent really is such a gift. I feel so honored that God chose me for this. I have no idea why he found me worthy, but I am so thankful that he did.
It's always a little bit scary when you see your child munching on something and you know you didn't give it to them.
Like when you go to buckle them in their carseat and you realize they are enjoying a piece of God knows what from God knows when...
Or when they dig up the missing sippy cup or bottle that you could never find and are drinking out of it.
And it's always lovely when they decide the food suddenly looks appetizing after it's been dropped and swept up into a nice dusty pile, eeeewwww.
I cringe at these situations and brace myself for an upset tummy, but it never happens! They must have some seriously strong immune systems. I can remember how paranoid I was about cleanliness when they were newborns. I remember nearly crying when my niece beat me to a pacifier that had fallen on the floor and stuck it back in my baby's mouth. Boy how things have changed.
We finally got our choo choo wagon and I LOVE it!!! I only wish I would have had this thing a year ago. The kids think it's great and it makes shopping FUN:) It's now on my must have list for Mothers of Multiples, no doubt!
So the boys are downright crazy. They seriously crack me up all day long. If being a Pro Wrestler was actually a respectable sport, we would have a very secure future for them. I would start grooming their natural abilities now. I think we will shoot for something like Football, or maybe even Rugby instead. I can only imagine how life will be in 5 years time. Poor Asjia, she is always caught in the crossfire. She is going to be a tough little cookie. Nothing phases her these days, much like myself. Here are pictures of Exhibits A-I
Here is Asjia looking at them like they are nuts. She knows the deal.
The match moves to the sofa and the nudging turns to wrestling.
Kyle tries to pull mason up by his diaper, sofa cushions come flying off.
*I would have usually stepped in at this point, but photo journalism was my intention here
Kyle takes a breather, so Mason uses his lower body(backwards mind you) to trap him and pull him back in.
Back on to the sofa. Asjia gets trampled and thinks its funny for a fraction of a second.
Asjia fighting them off.
One down, one to go. "NO, NO!"
Mommy calls a timeout. Mason gives sister a kiss to show he is committed.
And we all made it out alive...
I took my little men to the barber for their summer haircuts and they both simultaneously started screaming when they realized where we were. I had been thinking about getting clippers and doing it myself, and that moment helped me make up my mind. The results? Not bad for a first time gig. 
Is this little man kicking back watching TV really only 2 1/2 years old? Where have my babies gone?
My kids never seize to amaze me. They are a guaranteed laugh every day. It's amazing how much they are suddenly picking up on. They can tell me when they are hot or cold or tired or hungry. They are becoming such little people. They point out every single truck, boat, fire truck, airplane, and bus when we are driving. They recognize our neighborhood when we get close and all shout "going home". They sense when we are close to the the "wada" and start cruising the front windows when it's about time for Daya to come home from work. Asjia thinks everything girly is "cute". She loves jewelry, painted nails, lipgloss(chapstick), and and dresses that twirl. The boys are starting to fight like men, ughhhh. They grab each other's shirt collars and wrestle each other to the ground. Asjia tries to break them up, shaking her finger no! no! They tell me when someone is scared. And now, the happy dance when something is super exciting. Our latest game is mixing up names. They call me Mason and Kyle, Daya & Nina. And Doggie & Piggy. Then I do the same to them, and we all crack up when we get it right. At times I can barely remember my life before them. What did I laugh at every day? What kept me feeling busy...or tired? All I know is that I would not trade it for the world.
*update*
The horomonal thing has passed and Chris and I are back on the same planet:)
I am feeling tired and a teenie weenie bit emotional at the moment. I feel like venting, but Im gonna pray about it and get some sleep instead;)Ironically, I just read Lots of Scotts post on Marriage & Honoring your Husband as well as The LPM Blog which had answers from a survey taken by husbands. Both were right on time! I learned that I need to dig up some more energy and be a better Woman and Wife than what I am being. Uh oh...
No, seriously.
Just a thought. I recently heard that lie detector tests worked by monitoring a person's physiological reactions. I think there needs to be a similar device which mediates communication between Husband and Wife. When stress or mis-communication is detected an alarm should go off and the device could sort it out and translate the broken languages that both people are speaking. Great idea right?
Today was a whole lot of fun. I finally have pics, yay! Our good friends 3LB came over for a few hours and played, then we had an after party at the park. Enjoy!
Wow...last week flew by! My computer had a virus:( and I accidently left my camera battery at a friends house so apologies for my post-less blog!
Mason carefully watching his barefeet for "da bug". 
Kyle almost has the hang of his tricycle. A few more practice sessions and he will be ready to run some of my errands!
Asjia policing the party. She is so funny. She is the safety patrol, constantly saying "get down" and "be careful"...
love
a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
pa·tience
the quality of being patient, as the bearing of provocation, annoyance, misfortune, or pain, without complaint, loss of temper, irritation, or the like.
un·der·stand·ing
to accept tolerantly or sympathetically: to grasp the significance, implications, or importance of.
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to be careless or unalert; allow one's alertness, vigilance, or attentiveness to lie dormant.
There are moments during the craziness when it suddenly hits me that soon, these moments will be memories of the past. Time passes so fast, and each stage is so special in its own way. I have to stop myself and suck it all in. I was just thinking about how quickly two summers have come and gone, and how quickly this one is going. I had to dig up a picture and reminisce...
Jessie Davis, the pregnant Mother of a two year old, 9 months pregnant with her second child and missing since Friday was found today. I have been sick watching this story unfold. What has happened to us? Why is a story of this nature becoming common?
My heart is broken for her family who is left behind to grieve. Her Mother said in a statement today *something like* I encourage you to turn to your loved ones and tell them that you love them, you would never think the unimaginable would happen to you & you never know what the next day may bring. So true.
There is simply no explanation for such acts. Evil is the only thing I can come up with. I pray for her family, especially her little son. I pray that she suffered little. I pray that justice will be served & that her family will find peace eventually. I pray that she and Chloe are together in Heaven. God Bless them all.
Just watched "Little Children". I had no idea what is was about, just a random netflix pick. My brain is still processing the movie. Very thought provoking. I think as a Woman, a Mother, and a Wife I could identify with it in a way. Scary to admit. We are all human, guaranteed to make mistakes & have poor judgement at times. Not to mention emotions that sometimes dictate our actions. It was a good one...disturbing but necessary.
I bought the "kids" a snow cone machine for those hot summer days out by the pool. Thought it would be a fun treat for them. Funny how they have had 2 and I have had about 3927423847 It's not even like I can hide my addiction either. The loud grinding sound gives me away every time. So far Im feeling no guilt.
Ok we have this dilemma, maybe just maybe there is someone out there who can relate and has a solution.
My hubby is in charge of laundry, bless his heart. Problem is, it doesn't get done until we run out of onesies or underwear, which ever comes first.
Our laundry room looks like remnants of Hurricane Katrina.
When he finally gets a chance to do his "chore", he has about 15 loads to do...then Hurricane Katrina moves from the laundry room up to our bedroom because I am the "putter awayer".
Unfortunately, his timing and mine usually don't line up and we go days with laundry stacked in every possible square foot of our bedroom until I have a chance to tackle putting it away.
By the time I get that done, we have another 15 loads of dirty laundry again. And so the cycle goes...
I am not blaming either of us. We just happen to have triplets plus one, a three story house with the laundry room in the basement, very busy schedules, and no housekeeper.
Open to suggestions.
I daydream about a clean laundry room...
First and Foremost...
I ran across a page that listed a bunch of triplets, quads, and quint blogs! I was so excited that I would have so much to read that I thought I would add these links to my favorites so anyone who ever visited my page would get the same benefit. If you see your name on the left and don't know me yet it is because I have not yet gotten around to reading through and commenting on some of them. If you would like to be added to the list, drop me a line. What a fun network to be a part of! 
I am pretty new to this blogging phenomenon, but I must admit, I have not fixated on anything this much since I bought my ipod. It all started when my little sisters convinced me to get a My Space. That was a big thrill for a while, though I thought it was a bit juvenile. It was mostly a creative outlet for me designing my page and such. Since my world revolves around these three crazy kids of mine...this blog gets much more attention!
It has been so fascinating for me to find other parents with higher order multiples & take a peek in to their lives. When I first started this blog it was for family to keep up with us and I often wondered how anyone other than family would ever find it. I have since made a few friends and I am addicted to finding more families like us and have found this to be much cheaper than any professional help that a Mother of 2 year old multiples might need!
I just think it is so adorable how my kids literally squeal with excitement when their "Daya" pulls in to the driveway from work. It's amazing to me that they can pinpoint almost the exact time to start asking for him and sniffing around like little hound dogs. They cruise the dining room and peek out the window in shifts, and when someone gets the lucky look and he's actually backing in it becomes complete mayhem! What a good feeling it must be to have such an enthusiastic and loving fan club to greet you when you walk in from a long, hard day at work.
The question, "where's Daya?" is probably the most often repeated on any given day, and today I decided to see just how many times I heard it. I lost count at 72. 
It also breaks my heart how sad they get in the morning when we watch him leave for work. This picture is EXACTLY what I see every morning...
My kids came close to the auction block today. After weeks with no poop parties, I decides they were ready to be trusted without onesies. Ha...Did that ever backfire (no pund intended)! In just a couple of short minutes diapers were ditched and my living room turned in to what looked & smelled more like a petting zoo. Have you ever looked at a mess and just wanted to walk away from it and hope it would clean itself up? The thought of setting them on the front porch with a "for sale as is" sign actually crossed my mind, but only for a quick second. Can I say, THANK GOODNESS FOR MY LITTLE GREEN MACHINE:)
So this is the making of us. It was fate that landed chris & I in eachother's lives and fate that has brought us the love and joy of our little family. We grow and change with each day, finding our way in this crazy world. God, love, and laughter keep us happy, healthy, & together. I started this blog to document the lives of my beautiful children, and hopefully give you a candid and entertaining peek into our lives. Thank You for visiting & enjoy!
