Mornings....

This morning was one of our average mornings. Teddy and Ellie wake me up at 5:30, I change Ellie, who has overflowed her diaper, and take her night shirt off due to the fact it was now wet. So now she is running around in just a diaper. I change Teddy who is always wet, his diaper usually not his clothing. I sleep walk through the first half hour of breakfast and Tommy wakes up. He needs a new diaper but sense the other kids are eating I just plop him down at the table. I just didn't realize how wet he was. He is eating contently, when he suddenly starts screeching at decibels only dogs and dolphins can hear. I look over at him, now temporarily deaf, waiting to see a limb amputated when I realize he tinkled and it leaked out of his diaper all over his seat. I take off his diaper and clean him and his seat up, take his, now, wet shirt off and put a new diaper on him. Now he is running around in just a diaper.

We made it through breakfast and I decided to start some cloths washing sense almost everyone wet themselves. I walk to the washer and dryer which is in one of the bathrooms. "Has anyone seen the hamper?" This was actually a rhetorical question. "Oh, there it is under the 10 foot high pile of cloths." As I'm putting the last of the cloths in the washer Teddy comes into the room pulling at his night shirt. I start thinking, "how nice he wants to take off his shirt to wash sense I was washing cloths." So I take off his shirt and throw it in the washer. Then as I start piecing together outfits for the day I realize why Teddy was so eager to wash his shirt, he was the only one not running around in only a diaper. So at this point I have 3 semi-naked babies running around my house.

Now I must go wrestle my kids into some clothing... at least everyone has a clean diaper, that is half the battle.

Invasion of the children snatchers?

The other day, after breakfast I decided to actually sit down with the kids in the living room for a moment. Yes, I actually got to sit, on a couch, for more than three seconds. Anyway I decide it would be a good idea to get the kids to pick up the toys they so graciously decided to dump out of the toy box. Now mind you I had been up twice to feed Grace that night, so needless to say I was exhausted, and the thought of arm wrestling with the kids to clean up was not exactly appealing, but I couldn't see the living room floor any more. I start after them to pick up the toys, which usually requires me telling them (after every toy is thrown in the toy box) to go get another toy. Now I'm sitting on the couch with the toy box in front of me as they throw toys in. Through out the entire process the kids will go out in the room and pick up one toy, regardless of size, and bring it to the toy box. So Teddy might to find a happy meal toy, just the one little bitty toy, and walk clear across the room to put it in the box. They haven't quite grasped the concept that they can pick up more than one toy and get it done faster. So as the kids do this I, unknowingly, doze off on the couch. When I wake up from my brief nap (the best nap I ever had) I find a completely clean room. Yes, every toy, every couch pillow, every piece of clothing, EVERYTHING was picked up (neatly I would like to add), AND the toy box was no longer in front of me, it was where it was supposed to be. After regaining consciousness from my fainting spell, I felt their heads. No fever. No clammy skin. No rashes. They seemed to be in perfectly good health. Which only leaves ONE explanation, there is an invasion of children snatchers!

Now let me go run and get the vacuum, the broom and the mop and show them how to use it before they leave!

So much to tell...

Sorry it has been so long sense my last post, we have been so busy!

Let's start with Ellie. She went to school on Monday and did very well! Her teacher said she sang a song about shoes and then pointed to her shoes! And later in the week I asked her to show Grandma her shoe and she looked down at her shoes. Such exciting news! And she decided she is a big girl now and is climbing the slide all by herself. She is starting to come out of her shell. Great news too about school, she might be able to go more than one day a week! That would be so great.

Teddy is doing great. Tonight I was telling them they were going to get their baths tonight and out of the blue clear as could be he said "bath". And he was such a big helper today! Him and Tommy compete to see who will give Grace the most kisses. At bed time while I read a book to them Teddy loves to snuggle up next to me and look at the pictures and then when we finish the book it must be turned over to him for further review.

Tommy...I think I have said enough. The other day we were all in the car and I was getting the boys to say some words, so I start with "Ted, Ted, Ted" and they both say it. And I said it again and they both said it again. Then I go "Tom, Tom, Tom" and Teddy starts to say it, but Tommy's response, with a big smirk on his face, was "me, me, me, me...". I immediately start cracking up laughing at which time he continues to say "me" over and over. I can't help but pinch him.

Grace is getting so big and she is starting to stay awake more and give more smiles! I love those toothless grins! The other day she started to giggle in her sleep.

I will have to continue this later, I think some one just fell out of bed...