Feel Better Friday

Today I woke up and felt better. Suddenly I had a kick in my step and I was feeling the need to be productive. Just as the boys were eating breakfast, I heard the garbage truck! Joy of all joys for the boys! They scrambled out of their chairs at the breakfast table and ran to the door for a peek at their buddies and the huge garbage truck.

Since we were outside, I decided that it wouldn't hurt to start taking down the Christmas decorations that were still up. Wyatt looked like Michael Jackson's child all covered up with his little hoodie up and his big, dark shades covering his little face. The boys all had some match box cars and were happy driving them around on our tiny rock ridden front yard while I unplugged all the extension cords and wound them up.

About an hour later we all went back into the house, feeling so refreshed by the fresh air and sunshine. Next was lunchtime and naps, yee-haw!

Tonight, everything is seeming to go back downhill. Jaxon has been in a fantastic little mood all night, but I can feel the rustling in his chest when he breathes. Wyatt is stuck like glue to Don or I and poor little Luke was so tired he would just lie on the floor with his blanket. Both Wyatt and Luke are still coughing badly and Don is starting to be affected by the cootie, too. Making matters worse, I feel the rustle in my chest and can not shake it. Even after using a dose of the nebulizer and coughing as much as possible to loosen it- it is staying put. So late tonight, when we are working on the living room, I will have to desert him to go to the 24 hour Quick Care we have brought the boys to a million times before. Hopefully they can give me something to knock this right out and we can have a fresh start on Monday.

More Cooties

We walked away from the Dr's office today with SIX prescriptions. The boys have been diagnosed with bronchiolitis (what Lucas had only last month). Luke is also now on Singulair since this is his second respiratory issue within the past few months. Jaxon had a wart froze (we are 99% sure he picked it up at totnastics!) and has a prescription for that as well as even more arbuteral for the nebulizer.

I am hoping we are on the tail end of this thing since they have been sick since last week. Hopefully it will all be gone by the time my cousins come out next week!

Wyatt Breaks Out

As I am sitting here on the computer, I hear a noise behind me. I know immediately what the noise is and go straight to the boys bedroom door just as it slowly and quietly closes. I squat down on the floor and wait for the little face. Sure enough, the door slowly opens and Wyatt is looking right at me. "Hi, Mom" he quietly says. I tell him "Wyatt, this means we need to zip you up for now on". Then he slowly closes the door again.

I open it to find him climbing up to Jaxon's crib "Hey G-ax". Once he sees me he scrambles to get under Luke's crib while giggling like a mad man.

Now he and Jaxon are zipped in their crib tents. Wyatt is not a big fan, he is even a bit scared, I think. I am making an effort for the zip up not to be a punishment, but just the way it is.

They are still telling each other their sorrows and I am sure Luke has nodded off by now. All three are still sick and I was lucky enough to get two appointments back to back at the Dr's office this afternoon. When I told them I had three that needed to come, they answered my prayers by telling me to bring in all three. Whoo hoo! I would have loved to do that anyway, but would have felt sneaky and rude trying it.

My mom saved me by coming over this morning. She has so much on her plate right now between Leigha in the hospital, watching Rea and trying to help me all in the same day. Not to mention the excitement and cleaning her house for family that is coming in town this week. Hopefully I can take the selfish-less that she is showing this past week and use it as an example when I really need to draw on some strength. We love you Mom and really appreciate all you do!

Ccc-cooties

No matter how hard we try to avoid it, the germs always make their way into our house. I am thinking shopping carts are the culprit. From Walmart/Joann's or Home Depot, they got us!

Don and I have have been working on the living room at night. Last night we were up until midnight, but we got the drywall up and it is finally looking like progress! Unfortunately the late hours are catching up to us and Don overslept this morning by about 2 hours. Lucky for him the new contract (signed in June) says they can still work if they come in late, vs the old one that stated if they were not clocked in by 6:45 they had to go home.

Even though I was thankful he could go to work still, I have to admit I was not so sad about him being able to stay at home with me today. The kids are sick, I am sick and it would have been nice having an extra pair of arms for the boys. Usually my Mom would come over, but she has Reagan and we really don't want Rea to get sick, too! The boys all want to be cuddled and although I have figured out a way to lay on the couch and hold all three, I feel guilty that I can't give them a bit more attention when they don't feel well. So having Don home today really wouldn't have been a bad thing. :)

My sister has been in the hospital this past week for a terrible kidney infection. It was in the beginning stages of going septic, so she has been in for 4-5 days now. They are waiting for her to go without a fever for 24 hours before she can come out, but last night she spiked again, so she gets at least one more night in.

Hopefully the next few days will be better and everyone can start healing from the inside out.

On a happier note, here is a cute video from last week.

This is Jaxon playing with a hand puppet that quacks. It took some serious effort to make his hand clasp together enough to work the duck, but he did it!

Make Over

I really dislike my house. The rooms are small, the house is small, the backyard is small, and worse yet, the kitchen is just about non existent. We bought our house during the big "boom" here in Vegas. The upside to this is we made a killing off selling our old house. That money went towards the down payment for this house and paid for our two rounds of IVF. Our cars are paid off and we are doing okay, thanks to the boom.

Unfortunately, house prices skyrocketed so much during this time that we are in a house that is 60 sq ft smaller than our last house. This 60 ft actually feels like 500 due to the difference in layout and a generous foyer when you walk in my house.

Now that the boom is over and the bubble has burst, we are stuck. Our house has been on the market over one and half years of our 3 1/2 years we have lived here. We had it on the market when the boys were born and then again when they turned one. Apparently everyone else dislikes our house, too.

We have decided if we are stuck here, we need to make it more space efficient. The past two nights Don and I have been waiting until the kids were in bed to start pounding out the wall underneath our stairwell. It is getting hollowed out in an effort to gain another 25 sqft of kids area. Granted it is less than 4 ft tall, but it really helps to lengthen the living room area so we don't feel so boxed in.

Last night while Don was removing studs from the walls/floor I started preparing the walls for primer. The orange is coming off our wall and being changed to a lighter green/grey color (inspired by the matchbox). The tinted primer is on and it looks awesome! The whole room is softer and the lighter color really does give the illusion of more room. Once all our work last night was done, we removed all the blue tape, vacuumed up any mess, and moved the kids toy shelf back in front of the hollowed out wall.



This is our livingroom today after working late last night. This morning when the boys walked downstairs they started giggling. They knew something was different, but it took them a bit to figure out it was the wall color. "Wall go?" "Blue wall?" they asked with big smiles on their faces. It will be interesting to if the energetic orange color coming off the wall makes a difference in their energy level throughout the day, now that the walls are a nice soothing color instead.

Holiday Catch up

The boys loved their Christmas presents! We didn't open our presents until the evening of the 26th, there just didn't seem to be enough time. We had gotten the boys some Leap Frog activity centers, matchboxes and more instruments. They fuss about who plays with what, but it is all starting to even out now.

A couple days later, we got another package in the mail from Don's parents. They boys loved having "more presents" and Lucas couldn't wait to tear into them. His favorite phrase lately is "help me". Not in a nice way, mind you, but in a little man demanding voice. For a child who has been so easy and low maintenance, he sure is making up for it now. I think he is so used to doing his own thing (since he has always been fairly good and not needed much redirection) that now when he is doing things that need redirection, he is not sure why I am trying to clout any authority over him. It is an adjustment we are working on. He is head strong like me, so I know butting heads is futile. But I am the Mom and "I said so". LOL

Grandma Vicky and Poppa Don got them a couple of cute Little People sets that the boys really enjoy imagining with. When it was time to go to bed, we told the boys the little people were tired, so Wyatt lined them all up on the couch lying down and ready to sleep. Such a sweet guy! They also received tee shirts that say "I'm your Huckleberry" -a well known phrase any Tombstone fans will know.

After the boys went to bed last night, Don had a chance to set up a huge track my Mom and Dad got the boys. It is five stories high and thankfully doesn't take up much floor space. I wish I would've gotten their reaction on video. Their little eyes popped open and it was so hard to get them to go eat. Luke told me, "No hungry!" Jax said, "No eat!" However, Wyatt sat at the table with his bib on, ready for his food!

The toys most sought after seem to be the ones from Aunt Leigha. There are three CAT trucks that loudly say, "Caterpillar!" and make engine noises. Since there are three different trucks, the boys sometimes fight over which one they want, but are usually pacified after a few minutes of trading them back and forth. They definitely love the trucks though!

They are thrilled with the toys they have and I think it is unlikely that they will forget what a present is now!

Goodbye 2007!

I would like to be able to tell you that in the past year I...

*Fit in size 10 jeans
*Got in shape
*Wore my cool boots
*Cleaned my garage
*Painted my guest room
*Traveled to an exotic island
*Grew more knowledgeable about worldly events


Instead, I have to tell you that in the past year I...

*Am far from size 10
*Have begun watching what I eat and working out, but not as diligently as I should
*Tried my cool boots on a few days ago and decided I am not cool enough to wear them anymore
*My garage is messier than ever
*My guest room is still unpainted
*Traveled to California
*Grew more knowledgeable about the Food Network


However, in the past year I also...

*Have lost 40 lbs
*Became closer to many friends and family members through this blog
*Learned how to scrapbook digitally
*Grew more tolerable and patient with immature behavior
*Have discovered just how wonderful my family and friends are and have seen how much better my own life has become because of them
*Have rediscovered what a fantastic man I have married
*Have thought about how blessed I am to have these four guys in my life


In the next year, I am hoping to...

*Become a more patient mother
*Make room in my life to become more helpful to others
*Potty train the boys
*Lose a lot more weight
*Clean my garage
*Get my house in (long term) order
*Be a better wife/mother/daughter/sister/friend to those I love

Christmas 2007

What a wonderful couple days it has been! My parents had a party on Christmas Eve with old friends and family. The boys were pretty well behaved, playing mostly with Mallory and they had even gotten to open a few gifts. It was really a great night, it is always so nice to catch up with people we don't get to see as often as we'd like.

This morning we met Jessica, Brent and Reagan for breakfast at a nearby buffet. Since none of the kids really get Christmas this year, they had no idea about the rush to open the gifts and we had a nice and leisurely breakfast. After that, we took the boys to my parents' house to open gifts over there with Leigha.

All three of the boys really enjoyed opening their gifts. They played with each gift as it was unwrapped and then we would gently nudge them towards other packages that were waiting to be opened. They got cool little remote control cars, lots of great books and all sorts of boy things (tractors, balls, CAT trucks). After opening most of the gifts and eating lunch, it was nap time and time to go home.

While the boys peacefully slept, Don and I started making our ham and yams. Both recipes we got from the food network and were delicious! There was tons of food left over, I am sure it will last us at least until the week's end. After dinner the boys opened a couple gifts they had left unopened at my mom's house and played with them for a bit. Eventually the day caught up with them and they started getting tired and a bit cranky. We drove home the long way, passing by a few beautifully decorated houses all lit up with Christmas lights.


Ironically, we still have the boys unopened gifts under our tree downstairs. The boys think nothing of them, and haven't even reached over to open any of them yet. Jaxon loves the Muppet version of the 12 Days of Christmas, and I hope I never forget to way he laughs at it all or tries to imitate the little "me, meme, meme" on the ninth day. Or the way Wyatt would thoroughly take every piece of paper off the presents before he would enjoy what was inside. Or Lucas hoarding the gifts of his choice, while handing his brothers the things he didn't love as much.

It was just as great as I hoped it would be and it was truly the Christmas I dreamed of all those years we were wishing for a family of our own. A Very Merry Christmas, indeed.

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My 3 Wise Men

We ready for Christmas! Gifts are wrapped and packages have been sent out, cards are long gone and it is nice and crisp out side. Since their birthdays were over 6 months ago, the boys have no recollection of things being inside of the wrapped presents. Nothing has been opened or disturbed, yet. They still love when we drive around and look at Christmas lights.

We are still thinking about potty training. Luke and Jax sometimes tell us when they need to go, but we are not really making an effort yet. Lucas and Jaxon have even pooped on the potty, but Wyatt has no luck even peeing there. It is not for lack of trying. The kid will sit on the pot for 10 minutes reading his little Archie books, with no results. No rush or pressure though. We feel like we are on the right track, just slowly.

Wyatt fell down the stairs at my mom's the other day. Luckily he wasn't hurt at all. No bumps or bruises. I think he was just the right size where he just rolled like a little hot dog instead of going the more painful route of tumbling head over heels. Don and I were more bothered by it than him, which is a good thing in my book. Wyatt loves being my little helper, whether helping me unload the dishwasher or handing me the clothes that are in the dryer. He tells me which colors the clothes are and who they belong to.


Jaxon is crazy. This kid laughs like a little maniac at nothing in particular. Something as simple as saying "h-h" has him cackling in the backseat. He is my little lovey lately, his arms spread open wide and asking for a "hug". Jaxon loves to give kisses and he will actually grunt with the effort of giving us a big hug. He is a wonderful little person with such a big heart.

Lucas is a busy boy. He has started growing very fond of his "Pops" (my dad) and loves to show off for him. Lucas seems to be the man with a plan -always on the go, knowing what he wants and where to get it. "Come on" has been his phrase of choice. He uses it when a slow car is in front of us, "Come on, car", or when he is trying to get his brothers to come down the stairs with him "come on, Gee-ax". When we get their clothes out for the day, we have realized it is wise to ask Lucas first. He definitely has an opinion about what color he wants to wear.

They all love to play Ring around the Rosie. All of them sing Jingle Bells and freeze if they even think they hear a jingle jangling. Their little minds are working so fast and they are using many different phrases. If we ask them a question, they are still answering it by repeating the question, instead of an answer. They all do it at the same time, so we get a triplicate echo of ourselves.

I can't wait to see their excitement once they realize there are things inside the wrapping under the tree!

Eating Out

Since the boys have been little, we have tried to get out of the house on weekends. This running around and being out of the house ends up with us eating at a restaurant a couple times a week. Usually we would pick a place with a patio or back room for seating. We had three babies and didn't want to disturb people eating -or worse yet, have them disturb us while we were trying to take care of the boys. Slowly but surely, the boys have shed their bibs and chairs at the restaurants and have become well mannered little people.

Last night we took the boys to Kings Fish house for dinner. It is the first time we have taken the boys there, Don and I have been there on "date nights" though. The last time we were there, the pile of highchairs made us think to bring the boys. They have fantastic child menus. Pages of coloring, tattoos, 5 crayons each -not to mention the cups they serve the kids meals in. Good sippy cups with tops that snap on and bendy straws that change color when the cold drink goes up. All little things, I know. They added up to a dinner where the kids were absolutely the best they have ever been.

The boys love when Don and I share our salads with them. Usually we just take turns giving forkfuls to everyone, but yesterday I just placed the salad on their plates and they ate it with their little red plastic fish fork. Jaxon (loudly) thanked the server anytime she was at the table, and they all loved the popcorn shrimp. All three ask for and use their napkins -and if they spill any water, they will grab their napkins to clean it up.

We were really proud of them and are very impressed with how well they eat when we are out. However, Don did tell me that the other night while I was at my MOM meeting, Wyatt was trying to put his macaroni and cheese noodles up his nose. Thankfully he was laughing so hard, he wasn't successful. I guess it is a work in progress.

Gift of Lights

I forgot to note that Wednesday night Nana treated us to the Gift of Lights. It is where you stay in your car and drive by/through hundreds of light displays. The boys absolutely loved it and I don't remember hearing anything but delighted gasps and hushed wows the whole way through.
Even though it was about 15 minutes long, the boys were still asking for more when we drove out, only to be pacified by hearing we would see lights and Baby Jesus at home.

Tonight, Leigha and her boyfriend TJ took us to The Magical Forest. The night air was cold, but it barely seemed to bother the boys. They love any excuse to wear their little gloves. We walked all the way through the enchanted forest of what seemed like hundreds of decorated trees and little buildings where elves, bears and snowmen were busy inside.

After all that walking (and maze running!) the boys gobbled down on the three funnel cakes we bought. They watched the train go around the track a few more times and played in the police car by the exit before we packed in for the night. The ride home was loud with all three trying to top each other as Wyatt sang the ABC's, Jaxon counted and Lucas was singing "we will rock you". Finally we got home, let them run off the sugar high, and put them to bed. Expecting them to be giggling for quite a while, we were surprised not to hear a single peep out of them once their door was closed.

They must have had visions of funnel cakes dancing in their heads :)

So much to do

The past few days I have been out of commission with a bit of vertigo. Luckily I had some meds left over from last time (Feb of 2006) and although they are expired, the pharmacist said they would still work, but just be less effective. But she understood my plight of being at home with three two year olds and gave me her blessing to take my left overs. Everything seems much better now, although it is definitely not gone. YUCK.

Last night we went out to run some errands. Necessities like milk, eggs, diapers and wipes were getting low. Since it was almost dinner time, we stopped at Macaroni Grill to eat. The boys did awesome! People kept coming by to tell us how well behaved they were. One even confessed that her son (who looked to be about 13) said they would have to hurry and eat to get out of there when he saw them setting up a table with three high chairs right across from their booth. But the boys impressed them and they were pleased. I remember those days of wanting to sit in the "quiet" sections of restaurants, so the whole thing cracked me up a bit.

A few random things...
There was a woman dressed in a scantily clad Santa outfit singing Christmas carols in an opera like voice. When she walked by Jaxon said "ho, ho!" (how he says Santa).

As I mentioned last week, we have a nativity scene in front of our house, complete with Baby Jesus, Mary and Joseph. Last night at the restaurant a baby started crying. One of the boys gasp, "baby. Bee-bee Jee-bee" (Baby Jesus)

Luke loves to tell people to "come on." "Come-on, Je-ax", "come-on truck", "come-on Dad-doo". His words are coming out pretty clear and concise. We don't usually have to try to figure out what he is saying.

When they had ice cream last night, they all did a fantastic job of being fairly neat. All three barely needed any help from Don and I with their gigantic spoons and very big helping of ice cream.

After dinner, we went over to Costco to get the things we needed. We let all three walk with the shopping cart and they did a pretty good job. They want to touch everything and open every door in the freezer aisle (x three!), so it really slows us down. We are trying to put a stop to that by putting them back in the cart when they stray too far. Lately their time outs have been until they count to ten, so their counting has improved immensely.

Hopefully my balance will get back to normal soon. I keep saying I will go to the Dr to get the vertigo checked out but using precious nap time for anything other than resting of some sort does not appeal to me. Maybe I can even get our Christmas cards done today!

Congratulations Annie

Today is the very last day of school for my cousin Annie who has worked so hard to get her masters degree.

Good job Annie, we are SO proud of you!

Can't catch me

The ginger bread house box has been taunting the children since they first laid eyes on it. All that pretty candy just waiting for their little fingers. I have kept it on the stairs so it would be out of their reach, until tonight.

Don and I decided this would be the night our ginger bread house would be built. The boys' eyes got so big as we emptied to contents out on the table. They loved "helping" Don knead the icing so we could glue the walls together. All their help nearly drove us insane and we were thankful for the fifteen minute break required to let the walls set into place.

After much wrestling (which began with Lucas trying to pull Jaxon down by hugging him) the timer went off. Don and I tried to sneak into the kitchen and get as much done as we could before the boys noticed - but they found us. All attempts to keep their hands from grabbing at the candy were futile, so we caved in and let them put the candy on the roof. And in their mouth.

Eventually the house was finished and the gingerbread men were either fully eaten or laying on the table decapitated. After a little bit more time letting the house settle (aka getting ticked off the kids just wouldn't let Don and I make a pretty house so we called it quits) we bribed the boys (with the forbidden candy) to sit nicely for a picture with the ginger bread house.

Big Boy Closet

Since the boys have come home from the hospital, we have had our downstairs coat closet made into their clothes closet. It made more sense to keep their clothes on the same floor as the washing machine as well as just easier to dress them all when we were downstairs.

Since we unpacked our winter clothes ( a couple weeks ago), the combined clutter of thicker clothing and bigger sizes made me realize they needed their real closet. Yesterday Don took the boys out to Walmart while I switched the closets out.

All their "to grow into" clothes that were taking up much needed space in their closet and dresser, were moved to a plastic storage container (except for a few warmer weather items). Then the now empty drawers were used for day to day clothes. Pj's are kept in a container on top of the dresser since the sets of three take up so much room. Don grabbed a sweater organizer at Walmart for their sweaters. Everything has a place and almost everything is in it's place.

This is all progress -and progress is good, I know. But the new organized closet makes the whole room feel different now, like a big boy room. It makes me a little nostalgic to know this -better organization and getting dressed in their rooms for now on -is another part of their baby routine that's gone for good.

Quick update

Luke is feeling much better now. The last couple weeks he has been waking his brothers up with his coughing - I mean waking himself up with his coughing and then waking up his brothers. "Hey G-ax! Wy Wy!" The past few days he has been sleeping better, much better. On Thursday morning they slept until 8:30ish (usually they get up at a quarter to 8), Friday morning I woke them at 9:20. Today they had an all time high when Don woke them up at 9:45! Maybe the cold air helps them sleep better.

I have been tooting along on my December album. Some days there is nothing to scrap (which makes for a nice break), but I am enjoying myself and seem to work better with the pressure of having to finish it the same day it is started.

Aunt Leigha surprised us this past week at totnastics. The boys (and us) loved having her be a part of it and now they think they see her everywhere.

Today we met Cathy at Sam's club and we decided to let the boys walk (run) the whole time. There were instances where we would have to put one or more back into the cart for a few minutes, but for the most part they behaved pretty well. They are such good boys, if only they would keep their shoes and socks on in the car -we would be set.

Photo Frenzy

I brought Luke to the Dr's to get him checked out. The last straw was at dinner Monday night when the poor little guy coughed so hard his eyes got puffy and swollen. We decided enough was enough -he wasn't getting any better on his own- so I brought him to the Dr on Tuesday morning. The Dr checked his pulse/ox, listened to his chest and then she diagnosed him with bronchiolitis. He is on a pill steroid for the rest of this week and being nebulized 3 times a day. His cough has certainly lessened, but his little nose keeps bleeding. I think his body is having a hard time adjusting to the dry cold outside and the dry warm in the house. Luke is a trooper though, and if you didn't already know he was sick -you would never guess.

The other night we went to my parents to take pictures for our Christmas cards. This has got to be the most behind I have ever been on cards. Usually I have envelopes written out in November at the latest. But the kids are slowing me down and I am just getting started on pictures, with Christmas cards not even on my horizon yet.

Our attempt at the Christmas photo was pretty stressful. Being I used to work in the photography business and take thousands of family Christmas pictures, I have an idea in my head what look we are trying to achieve. hahahahah This year we didn't even come close. Don and I only freaked out about 10 total. Yes, I will shamefully admit we were those parents who won't grasp that your children won't smile at you if you are hissing through your teeth at them about how they need to "look at the camera NOW". Even with that fun atmosphere, we managed to get a few pictures where everyone's eyes are in the same direction, so at least we don't have to try it a second time. Hopefully the boys aren't as traumatized as the parents were.

I have finished my December third page. You can check it out here.

Santa Baby

Yesterday we took the boys to go visit Santa again. We just wanted to go visit the big man. Our thought process was that maybe it would be possible to get them used to seeing Santa, so maybe we could get a half decent picture of them with Santa. Low and behold, yesterday was the day they warmed up to Santa Claus!

First we took them to the adjoined play area to run off their energy. Then we headed over to wait in line where Santa was scheduled to show up any minute. After waiting outside his little cabin for about 20 minutes, it was finally our turn to go inside and say hello. The boys were a bit hesitant at first, but I sat next to Santa Claus on the seat and just talked with him. Then Don sat on the other side of Santa, we quickly gathered up the boys and told them to look at the nice camera lady. Voila! We got ourselves a picture!

As you can tell from my post the other day, Don and I have begun putting our Christmas decorations up. We built a manger for our huge nativity scene. A few years ago, it worried us that some sort of vandalism would happen to our expensive set up. Now we have to worry about our boys happening to it. The manger is built and waiting for hay, but should be completed fairly soon.

Luke's cough is still lingering. It seems to be more so when he is in bed than any other time, and it has not been slowed by any medicine yet. We just thought to put up the cool mist humidifier a couple days ago and the nurse at my pediatrician office gave me the go ahead for some Chloraseptic. Hopefully this will be the key for him. If not, off to the Dr we go!

Back in the Groove

It has been about a month since I have scrapped anything worthy of finishing. I just lost my mojo and had ideas, but no pull through. Luckily, some inspiration was found on a blog I frequent. She had an idea of a December album to document getting ready for the Christmas festivities and it sounds like a good start to me. This way days can be quickly scrapped without having time to obsess and decide not to finish. Although today is the 2nd, I have just finished my December first page.


Journaling reads:
While the boys were napping, Don gathered some discarded wood pieces and a pallet from a nearby field.
By the time the boys woke up, we had built a manger for our Nativity scene.