Monday, October 20, 2008

Sleeping in....

The In-Laws had the Triplets this weekend so we had a "couples weekend." We even got to sleep in till 8:30am! So what did we do with all of our "free time" you ask? We stained our fence! I know, I know we are so sweet, just like newlyweds:)

The kids now LOVE getting their picture taken. I said "sit down and Daddy will take your picture."



I believe in the forgiveness of sin and the redemption of ignorance.
Adlai E. Stevenson Jr. (1900 - 1965)

Al

Friday, October 17, 2008

Houdini Pee

I have seen some crazy things in the two years we have been parents of Triplets. And I have seen some REAL crazy things during the last seven months as a stay at home Dad of Triplets. But I have a real conundrum. I went up to wake the kids from their nap earlier this week (OK, they had been awake for a while talking, wiping spit on the walls and throwing things out of their cribs) when I discovered that Jackson was soaked on one side of his body from his groin to his underarm. No biggie I thought, he just overloaded the diaper. But the diaper was not very wet. Believe me, I have seen some that I thought would explode (OK, some actually did explode.)

Aha, you think he pulled his diaper down... But he was in a jumper with the crotch buttoned. And yes, his manhood was pointing down in the diaper:) Oh well, it is better than the time he pulled off the dirty diaper and then screamed at it:)

The CFO is the crazy one that puts them all in the tub together:) Jackson sporting a bubble beard.



I do not want people to be agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them. Jane Austen (1775 - 1817)

Al

Thursday, October 16, 2008

The song is gone, finally:)

Well, it took till yesterday morning but it is finally gone. I am sure it will soon be replaced but I will enjoy talking to myself until another song fills the gap:) BTW, is that something that all stay at home parents do? I mean talk to yourself, sometimes out loud. Or it may be that I am A.D.D. and I am busy jumping from one thing to the next. For instance while the kids were napping yesterday I was doing laundry, writing this post, cooking lunch, looking for good stock deals on Etrade, getting my gym bag ready, getting their diaper bag ready for Wednesday night Church, and finishing up announcements for Church on Sunday. OK, it is just me, but I can live with that.

One thing this crazy economy (or the lack there of) and the stock not-so-market is reinforcing is that time with the kids is #1 and pays off in spades!


Is it me or does William look upset? :)



The trouble with the rat race is that even if you win, you're still a rat.
Lily Tomlin

Al

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Get this song out of my head.... PLEASE!

You know the game.... to get rid of a song that is in your head you just need to give it to someone else. Sorry about this but I need you:)

The Backyardigans song "Please and Thank You" is stuck in my head. If you don't know it I found a video of kids performing the song on Utube. As we got rid of cable we watch videos when we watch TV so I am stuck with the same episodes for a while.

Addison is already "shopping".... I am in real trouble:)



The only function of economic forecasting is to make astrology look respectable.
John Kenneth Galbraith (1908 - 2006)

Al

Monday, October 13, 2008

Just another "normal" weekend for the Triplets

Nothing too exciting to report from the weekend. We did however have some "couple" time Saturday night. The YMCA we go to had a promotion when we joined and we earned a $50 coupon each month for four months. We used the first one Saturday night for a "date night" they have once a month. Seeing as it was Saturday they were all in their Auburn University gear and looking good. The CFO and I went to a friend's house for dinner and to watch football. Of course the Auburn game was blacked out. But we listened to it on the radio. Needless to say Auburn lost. Oh well, I guess it will be called a "building year":)

The CFO takes WAY better pictures than I do. Here is one from the weekend.




The whole financial structure of Wall Street seems to rise or fall on the mere fact that the Federal Reserve Bank raises or lowers the amount of interest. Any business that can't survive a one percent change must be skating on thin ice.Why even the poor farmer took a raise of another ten percent just to get a loan from the bank, and nobody from the government paid any attention. But you let Wall Street have a nightmare and the whole country has to help to get them back into bed again.
Will Rogers, August 12, 1929

Al

Friday, October 10, 2008

Pavlov's Triplets...

As anyone with kids already knows, they learn even when you are not "teaching" them. We, like any red-blooded americans, spend much of our time in the kitchen. Our kitchen table is for playing and eating. So they are often in the kitchen while I am preparing food. OK, if they are awake they better be in there or I need to go see what they are getting into:)

Here are the two most frequent senarios...

1. I usually cook waffles, french toast or blueberry pancakes for breakfast but I always make more than I need and freeze the rest. That way I can just pop some in the toaster when I need them. So when the toaster "dings" when it is done the Triplets yell "Waffle!"

2. Another one of their favorites and a staple at the lunch/dinner table is mac and cheese. Of course I have doctored it up with one of The Sneaky Chef's pures and added chopped spinach:) I just reheat some in the microwave when they need it. So when the microwave beeps the Triplets all yell "cheese!"

Now I need to start having fun with this... I am trying to get them to sing "The phone, the phone is ringing" ala the Wonder Pets whenever they hear a phone ring....

I'm a model you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah


There are 10^11 stars in the galaxy. That used to be a huge number. But it's only a hundred billion. It's less than the national deficit! We used to call them astronomical numbers. Now we should call them economical numbers.
Richard Feynman (1918 - 1988)

Al