Scary Scary Scary! I clicked on the pic of Asjia inside the train and my stomach turned when I saw 2 HUGE SPIDERS! I would have freaked if I would have seen them when I was taking the picture. Thank God none of my babies got bit. For the record, they will not be playing in any outdoor eqipment that I cannot fit in myself to inspect from now on...gulp
I have seen the tradition of having a big "100" themed post for your 100th blog posting and I am quickly approaching that number. Being the addict that I am, I have started to put a little thought in to what I might post. Then I wondered what you would all like to read? So, I am taking suggestions for ideas on the 100th post. I need your creative minds!
I admit, I have a terrible stroller sddiction. Since birth I have owned 8 of them. One single stroller, three doubles, three triplet strollers, and a double with a stand on board. I guess since we are 2 and a half the stroller days are almost over, but now I am tempted by all of these great little doll strollers for Asjia. Will it ever end? They are just too cute! 
I the midst of my hectic day yesterday I called upon my own Mommy for comfort. I called her up and let it all spew out. Poor thing. She is always such a source of positive encouragement for me, and always has something wise to say that will calm my nerves. I was telling her about my sweet Husband and how he had accidentally layered on some frustration to my day. She jokingly said that she could practically hear me letting him know how upset I was. I told her that surprisingly I refrained. I was in that feeling sorry for myself mode and said "he will understand when I drop dead from being overworked". Now in hindsight I am dying laughing at myself. What a Drama Queen!
So this evening I am talking to my best friend April and she is telling me about her Grammy. This is the most beautifully spirited, Godly woman I know besides my own Nana. April asked her how she felt this evening on the phone and Grammy said she felt terrible. Her legs hurt so bad she could barely walk or sit down. Here is what Grammy says next..."but you know what I'm going to do?" "I am going to plaster a big smile on my face and wheel myself down the hall, that way when I die everyone will say, Lonny? How did she die? There was nothing wrong with her!" LOLOLOLOL Oh Grammy
I so know how you are feeling:)
I guess even the best of us are allowed to have pitty parties from time to time...
I usually try and keep my blog positive. After all, my life is positive & I am a happy person. I love my kids more than anything and I am thankful to be so divinely favored. Today however, was one of those days and I must air my dirty laundry. Those of you with multiples or even one child know that despite your efforts to stay happy & positive, this job can take every ounce of energy you have.
Today I felt like Lynette from Desperate Housewives. The one with the nasty little twin boys who are always pouncing on her. My kids woke up on a different planet, or perhaps I did...who knows? They had my heart rate up first thing this morning, no gym required. We went to Costco and people came out of the woodwork to try and help me, must have been the look of defeat on my face. At nap time the pictures were literally falling off the walls in the hallway because they were jumping on their bed. After the 10th time in their room to discipline them(and wondering what the neighbors were thinking)I heard them laugh when I shut the door. Those little suckers. Have you ever tried to clean poop off of a Jute rug? It's easier to replace it. I think we are playing a major role in keeping West Elm in business. That's the very reason I love my little green machine...which Mason got a hold of this morning, and before I could get to him spilled the poopy water contents all over himself and the clean laundry. Yep, upside down, stinky poopy water all over.
Now they are in bed, all lined up. They look like little Angels. It's amazing how these little tiny people can dictate a household. It's amazing how the love between a Mother and Child is so unconditional. How tomorrow when they rise, with their little sleepy faces, I will have totally forgotten about the torturous day they gave me today. And how they will have forgotten, and only care about my morning hugs and kisses and our journey down the stairs to eat breakfast together.
OK Yes, I am doing it. I am blatantly asking for your comments.
Why? Because I am completely amazed at this world of blogging, a little sad that I am just now getting with the program, and super excited to meet all of my cyber friends.
I have to admit, this has become such therapy for me. To read all of your stories, laugh, cry, and relate. I can barely go a day without it, and sometimes I get on a few times a day. Although I gush about it to him, I think my Husband gets a little nervous about why I am up so late on the computer, and why I dash down to the office as soon as the babes go to bed. If he only knew that I was bonding with all kinds of borderline insane, greatly Blessed, refreshingly open and honest Mommies that crack me up and make me cry...his worries would be no more. It's great to have you guys!
Receiving a comment is a little like getting a present every day. I put the counter on my page a few weeks back and Im shocked every day that people actually come here and visit. I get so excited. Then I realize that I am doing the same thing, and many blogs I still have not found that extra moment to comment on. So Yes, I am asking you to check in & comment. Introduce yourself....pretty please just take a moment. I would love to hear from all of you!
Question: Do any of you blogging pro's know what the whole site feed thing is all about?
and does anyone know how to protect pictures from being copied? I would like to have them so they cannot be highlighted and saved...Thanks!
Boys Boys Boys. Look at Kai's shirt...are 2 and a half year olds still supposed to be drooling like this?
My little lady pretending to wash her hands
Got to love the action shots. Note the ground in the photo of Kyle running...the missing word = NO
Kids had a blast, it was a bit of a free for all. Candy(while running by the pool) and loaded strawberry lemonade all in the same weekend.
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?
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!
