tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57375908431493920582024-02-20T22:23:34.214-08:00This Crazy Thing Called LifeJenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.comBlogger54125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-2363011848577483412016-04-26T07:29:00.001-07:002016-04-26T07:29:16.779-07:00Finally an update!!So. It's been a very long time since I've updated this thing. I haven't had a laptop and I don't like typing lengthy posts on an ipad. And I have 4 busy kids. Those are good excuses right? I'll give a quick update on them and then try hard to be more diligent at keeping this thing updated.<br />
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Let's start with Marley. Holy cow does this girl make me proud! Super student....check. Super softball player...check. Super daughter....check. She is such a good little kid. She is nearing the end of 2nd grade which is so hard for me to believe. She recently made it into the Spelling Bee at her school and came in 2nd out of her entire class. She does very well in school, always making good grades and getting wonderful remarks from her teachers. She is still pretty shy and uses her siblings' outgoing personalities in her favor a lot of times. She is also still playing softball and doing so well. She is incredibly focused and has a real passion for this sport. She has really developed as a player and just loves her teammates. Marley has always been such a good kid. Teachers and coaches have always told me they wish they had 20 Marley's, and she's continuing this trend thus far. I thank God every day for giving her to me. <br />
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Marissa. Oh, the queen of sass. Talk about a smart, sassy, full of spunk little girl. She is tiny in size but very big in personality. She is still very hot and cold. Either super happy or just stay away from her. She is the most attached to me and will still rarely leave my side. The other two are getting a little tired of constantly being at softball with Marley and will stay at my mom's house, but not this one. She is my little shadow. She is doing very good in preschool and is excited to start Kindergarten soon. She is so smart and her teachers just love her. I have told them when they turn 5 they can each choose a sport to try and as of now she is wanting to play softball like her big sister. She is still a bad sleeper and wakes up every single night to find me. The girls recently got a bunk bed and most mornings the three of them plus me and the cat wake up in there together. All on the bottom bunk. Maybe we should have just got a king sized bed for them. She has incredible will power and can be very stubborn. She is selective in who she loves, but when she does love you it's a very fierce love. She is very funny. She often enters a room exclaiming, "Hello people! I'm here." Only Marissa.<br />
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Makayla. She is such a sweet little girl. Super smart as well and ready for Kindergarten. She is big on trying to trick people and see if she gets caught. Considering most people can't tell the girls apart, this could be bad in a few years! She is a bit more laid back than her sister and likes everyone she meets. She talks about getting married all the time, I think more to see my reaction than anything, and claims to have several boyfriends at school. She also loves preschool and loves her teachers and friends. The sport she is wanting to select as of now is gymnastics or softball. So we will see when it's time which one she goes with. Makayla is always smiling and hugging someone. She loves to learn and is a very smart little girl. She picks up on things so fast. At times she can be sassy, but nothing compared to her sister. She can run very fast. She says they have races at school and she always beats everyone. It wouldn't surprise me. I think she will follow in Marley's footsteps of being very athletic and coordinated. Overall, she is just a really sweet, good kid.<br />
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Jack. Jack Attack! Huuuuuge on personality. Huge on smiles. Huge on popularity. Not much has changed! We walk into school every morning and kids from every class are calling out "Jack Attack!" He's got girls wanting to marry him and so many friends who just love him. He's definitely Mr. Popular. He is still in a separate class from his sisters and it has worked out so well. His two best friends are in his class with him and he just loves that boy time. He comes home completely filthy but happy as can be. He has really taken off this second half of school and is ready for Kindergarten. He still loves Ninja Turtles though he is finally starting to show interest in other things as well, such as Rescue Bots and Wild Kratts. He has really outgrown his sisters in height, but is still a string bean who won't eat anything. He is wanting to play baseball. If I can get all 3 of them on a team together at the same field as Marley, that would make my life much less hectic! He is such a happy guy all the time. He is definitely the easiest to please of the three and not much upsets him. He plays really well by himself and has his own bedroom now! He still ends up in his sisters' bed most nights but he loves having his own personal space. He is full of energy all of the time, hates sitting still for very long and such a "boy" but he sure is a charmer.<br />
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So, there you go. That's the quick update on the 4 Boucher kids. We have a lot of things coming up....triplets turning 5, VPK graduation, summer, Marley turning 8.......so I'll try to keep this thing updated better. We will see....Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-44787468271933460082014-08-20T20:52:00.001-07:002014-08-20T20:52:08.067-07:00First Day!!<span class="sqq">"Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.”</span><br />
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This rang very true this past Monday. It was Marley's first day of 1st Grade and the triplet's first day of Preschool. Everyone was very, very excited about all of these firsts. Everyone except me. I was not ready for summer to be over and definitely not ready to have all four of my children away from me for more of the day than they are with me. Ideally, the triplet's would have been able to do half days at preschool a few days a week like the majority of three year old's starting do. But, because there are three of them (plus a big sis!) I really need to work so they have to do full days, 5 days a week. Me working full time is the best decision for our family so that is what will be done. They have been going with me to drop off and pick up Marley since she started there plus going to any of the school events and programs so all of the teachers and staff know them really well. The Preschool Director has been anxiously awaiting for "The Trifecta" (as she calls them) to start. We went to Open House the week before school started and they got to meet their teachers and new friends. They loved it. The anxiously awaited Monday morning when they began a whole new adventure. Marley had her Open House that evening and got to see her 1st Grade Teacher and all of her friends. They go to a small school so Marley already knows all of the teachers there so she wasn't meeting her teacher for the first time or anything. Everyone went to bed at a decent time on Sunday as we have to wake up pretty early to get everyone up, dressed, fed and in the car before 7:30. They have been a little confused as to why they have to get up before the sun is up, but they've done really well with the early wakeups. (They were sleeping until 9ish and Marley until 10ish over summer!) So on Monday everyone was ready and loaded in the car and off to Preschool and 1st Grade we went! We took Marley in first and she hugged each of the babies bye and told them she would see them during the day (she passes by them while they are on the playground a few times a day) and then hugged me and I watched my big girl sit at her seat and begin her morning work and transform into a 1st Grade Student for the next 7 hours. Next we walked a few doors down to the Preschool Room. When we walked in there were two little boys screaming very loudly and Marissa instantly asked me to pick her up. They all put their bookbags and lunch boxes in their assigned cubbies. The teachers then had them form a line to wash their hands before beginning their day. Jack went right in, washed his hands and then sat at a table with a few other kids. Makayla did the same and happily ran to sit by the teacher who was going to read a story. Marissa asked me to take her in to wash her hands so I did and then I told her I had to go and her eyes filled with tears. I think the two boys crying unsettled her and she felt nervous for the first time about it all. Her teacher came and got her from me and the real screaming started. I gave her a quick kiss and exited the room. It is so hard to walk away from your child crying for you to stay, but I learned with Marley years ago that the sooner mom is out of sight the sooner they calm down. Lingering around just makes it harder on everyone. I stood outside the door for a few minutes and she calmed down in no time. One of their teachers texted me mid-day to let me know they were doing great. I did not have work that day and it was a very long day waiting to go pick them up. You would think after going over 3 years without having time to myself that it would be enjoyable, but I was so anxious about them that all I wanted to do was go get them and hear about their day. At 2 o'clock I finally left to go get them a surprise to have waiting in the car and then go sit in carline. When I pulled into carline I saw the Preschool class playing outside and saw how much fun they were having. All of last year while sitting in carline to get Marley, they begged to go on the playground that you are parked right next to while waiting. How bittersweet that their wish has come true! Marley's teacher is the one in charge of calling out the student's to come to their cars and she told me that Marley had a great first day! I expected no less from her. Marley got in the car and told me she had a lot of fun and seemed really excited about First Grade. Then we went around and parked and went in to get the triplets. By then they had moved inside but the teachers had them waiting for me with backpacks on as they saw me in carline. They all ran to Marley and I and gave us big hugs and everyone started talking about their day at once. Jack's highlight was playing with his buddy Declan, Makayla's was coloring with her teacher and Marissa's was building blocks. They were all VERY excited and couldn't wait until the next day to go back. It's a tough thing as a mom- to watch your kids grow up in what feels like the blink of an eye. It doesn't seem possible that it's been three years since they came into our world and they are now in the world of Preschool. It doesn't seem possible that my Marley is 6 (birthday post coming soon) and I can close my eyes and remember so many details about her as a baby and can't believe it's been so long since that was actually happening. I do love watching them grow and seeing the little people they've become, but it is hard to let go of the past when it comes to your babies. I look forward to seeing what 1st Grade and PK3 brings and watching all 4 of my babies thrive. <br />
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Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-24971711110078610222014-07-06T18:36:00.000-07:002014-07-06T18:36:32.127-07:004th of July We had a really fun 4th of July this year. We decided to take the kids to the local parade for the first time. It was a blast! We met some of our friends and their kids there and everyone really enjoyed it. We did pick up a few pointers on what to do next year- bring a canopy and cooler and wear shoes instead of flip flops. It was raining in the distance and there were dark clouds around us so we were worried it may rain it out but luckily the rain and thunder stayed at a distance. It was hot but people in the parade were passing out ice pops which the kids ate up. The kids all collected a ton of beads and candy and just really enjoyed watching all of the festivities. After the parade we met my Grandma and Aunt for lunch and then went home to relax for a little while. In the evening Mike's mom came over and then we all went outside for our annual tradition of lighting off fireworks with my brother and the boys. Marissa and Makayla lasted about 5 minutes outside. The fireworks were too loud for them and they just wanted to go inside. Marley always loves being out there and Jack really liked it this year too and stayed outside for several hours. My friend Jenn and her baby girl Niya came over for a little while and the little girls enjoyed playing with her. Marley stayed outside with her cousins until after midnight. She would have stayed longer if there were more fireworks. I know a lot of people complain about fireworks after 10pm but as the mother of young children myself, I say one night celebrating past bedtime isn't going to hurt anyone. Plus it doesn't even get dark until 9pm. They only did fountains in the last hour which don't make noise and they were seeing how many they could have going at once. They got up to 20 before they ran out! Marley slept in until about 10:30 the next morning so I would say she had a great 4th of July! The triplets all woke up ready for another parade and more fireworks. It was really a fun day had by us all. <br />
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Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-46349849070189585792014-07-01T19:50:00.001-07:002014-07-01T19:57:15.501-07:00Irish & Alten When I was 8 years old, we moved to a new house that shared a fence line with a big pasture where girls would ride their horses every day. I would sit out there for hours every single day and watch these girls ride. Sometimes they would walk over and let me pet their horses and talk a little. We found out one of my friends from school had her pony there and sometimes she would let me ride behind her saddle and I would just hold on no matter what she did and I thought it was the greatest thing ever. My parents decided to let me start taking lessons at a local barn and my love of horses instantly began. I have met many, many lifelong friends on this journey and have owned two horses of my own. Irish was my first horse. She was an off the track Thoroughbred who was very tall (17.1 hands) and very wild. When we bought her she was several hundred pounds underweight so her true "spirit" did not quite shine yet. I look back and think this is a good thing because if it had my parents may have never bought her for me. She was a horse that taught me a whole lot and often times we were advised to sell her as she was just a handful but I loved her dearly and wouldn't have sold her for all of the money in the world. At horseshows we would clear the practice rings as she ran sideways, backwards, up and down and forward at two or three times the speed of any other horse there. People would see my mom watching and ask her if she was sure we would be okay. But one thing about Irish, it didn't matter what she was doing, when she saw that jump she charged to it without a second thought. She was born to run and jump. I don't think we ever had one stop at any stadium or cross country jump. The mare would jump a car if you put it in front of her. (We won't talk about our Dressage Tests though!) The day she died (very sudden and unexpected) I was heartbroken and I still think about her all of the time. <br />
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The second horse that I called my own is Alten. He is a big, grey, mischievous teddy bear. He couldn't be any different than Irish in most ways. Much more laid back, very steady and a personality that makes him the favorite of many barns. He is very handsome and photogenic and attracts a lot of attention at shows because of it. He is a very talented jumper and also does well in Dressage. He had a reputation as a Houdini because he could usually get himself out of any stall and he was a bit intimidating to some people because he is a horse who will test you and if you don't quickly let him know you are in charge he takes total advantage of it. He has mellowed out in his older age (he just turned 16) but for a long time he was quite the trouble maker. He is a grey horse (his coat is actually white but white horses are called grey) and grey horses have a tough time living in Florida and often develop cancerous tumors. Alten has had a few for a couple of years but they did not seem to really give him problems until the last year or so. Since the triplets were born I obviously have not had the time to devote to my horses so Alten has been living with my former trainer/current friend Cat for many years. She knows him very well and loves him like her own and takes the very best care of him. She started noticing he was getting more tumors and some of them seemed to start bothering him. He started having episodes where he felt really bad and he needed medicine to help him, but it was always a quick bout and then he got better for several months. It wasn't anything major and he was still being ridden and even going to shows with Cat and her students. Two weeks ago Cat called me and said Alten was feeling really bad. She gave him medicine and it was not helping him so she called the vet out. The vet felt inside of him and felt a tumor about the size of a grapefruit at the end of his intestines pressing against his hip. He had been having some recent issues going in that direction while being ridden, so this explained it. The vet told her if he felt that one immediately, he was certain there were more further in. He gave her some strong medicine and said if that didn't help there was not much more that could be done. She stayed with him for several hours and watched him to see if he seemed to be in worse pain as we had decided if she gave him the medicine and it did not help and he was truly suffering, we would not let him continue that way. It was so hard not being able to drive down there (he is about two hours away) but I knew taking the kids would not be the best decision and if Alten needed to be put down it was not something I wanted any of them, especially Marley, to see. After she gave him the final dose of medicine that would basically be our deciding factor, he seemed to slowly improve. Within a few hours he was up walking around grazing and continued that way thru the night and into the next day. Since then he has been acting fine and feeling good, but it's something I know could happen again at any time. His cancer is too far progressed to try to treat it. <br />
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I knew I wanted to go down and see him as soon as I could. Yesterday Marley and I drove down to see him and spend the day with him and we had so much fun. She even got to ride him! It was so fun seeing Cat and her family as well and the day flew by way too quickly. Alten looks good though he has a lot more tumors than he did the last time I saw him. We watched Cat teach some lessons in the morning, grabbed some lunch and then came back and let Marley ride Alten and give him a bath. She had been so excited that she would get to ride my horse and she loved it. She hurt her knee playing with Cat's son a few hours before she got to ride, but once she was on him she did fine. Cat led her around at a walk for about 15 minutes but it was so hot out there we took him in and let Marley cool him off with the water hose. Cat has a brand new beautiful facility down in Ft. Myers and I wish we could have stayed longer! I am hoping to move Alten closer in the next few weeks to another friend's barn. This way we will be able to see him a lot more and when the cancer does get to the end and a decision needs to be made, I can say my final good-bye to him and bury him next to Irish. <br />
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The love of a horse is not something that can be explained. It is a much deeper and stronger bond than with any other pet. Unless you have experienced it, it can't be understood. But I know that my love of horses runs deep in my soul and I hope they are always a part of my life. <br />
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<br />Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-74563079307295442962014-06-22T12:37:00.000-07:002014-06-22T12:37:15.080-07:002014 Summer Bucket List I am joining the blogging trend of creating a Summer Bucket List of things that I want us to do before the end of summer. I am mainly writing it down for my own benefit so that I will remember everything I want us to do before Preschool and 1st Grade begin!<br />
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1. Go to Dinosaur World<br />
2. Go to some of the programs offered by the Library<br />
3. Ice cream and water fun at the Fishhawk Fountains<br />
4. Plant some vegetable seeds<br />
5. Ruskin Drive-in<br />
6. Evenings at the beach<br />
7. Busch Gardens Summer Nights (if we get passes!)<br />
8. Get a bike for myself and take Marley on the trail<br />
9. Have one-on-one day out with each kid<br />
10. Get my hair cut!<br />
11. Take them on the Ybor City cable car<br />
12. Make a water blob for the kids<br />
13. Try out the $1 movies<br />
14. Picnic and nature walk at a local park<br />
15. Long weekend at the beach with family (this will probably be the most challenging one)<br />
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I think this is a fairy doable list of things we can squeeze in before August 19th. Anybody who wants to join us on any of these let me know so we can plan. Happy Summer to everyone!<br />
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<br />Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-52299311542453154892014-06-15T14:39:00.000-07:002014-06-15T15:05:15.603-07:00Three Three Year Olds!! Another big thing that happened in my lapse of updating this blog is that the triplets turned three! May 16th was their big day and they are all so excited to be three. We spent their actual birthday with pizza at the pool and then the following day we had a birthday party for them at a local play place they enjoy. Almost all of their friends got to come celebrate their day. Three (six including their moms and grandma) friends came from pretty far away and happened to be another set of triplets! They are less than 3 weeks apart in age from my triplets so we lovingly refer to them as our triplet bff's. It was really a fun party and the best part is it was air conditioned as summer hit Florida early this year. Oh wait, it always does. I still refer to them as "the babies" because "the kids" just doesn't sound right. I often wonder when they are teenagers if I will still call them babies. They are all doing really well and I will give a few details on each of them.<br />
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Jack is still the happiest and silliest kid I know. He will do anything for a laugh and really just enjoys life. He is very rough and tough and all boy. He is lucky he has Marley here to play with because she enjoys getting knocked down, stepped and jumped on, ridden like a horse, rammed into at top speed and whatever other shenanigans this boy can think of. He really loves swimming and he is fearless in the water and swimming unassisted in the small pool at home. He also enjoys running and flipping into the pool and doing any crazy stunts his sisters suggest he do. He can be quite timid in new situations and really relies on Marley to help him at times. Luckily for him, she is happy to do so and she takes very good care of her little brother. If you can convince him to do something he is scared of once, he usually realizes he likes it and then does it over and over again. He is still a very picky eater, but he has gained 5 pounds since he had his adenoids removed in February! At his 3 year check he was 29 lbs and almost 39 inches. Really high in length and low in weight, but now he looks a lot healthier than he did at the beginning of the year. He is still thin, but not bony how he was a few months ago. I just love that little boy and he truly brings a lot of happiness and laughter into our home. <br />
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Makayla has become the outgoing child of the group. She will talk to anybody. She is so smart and I am usually amazed by what comes out of her mouth. She is really a thinker and a very quick learner. She can be very sassy and often puts her hands on her hips or sighs really loudly if she doesn't like what she is hearing. She requires the least amount of sleep and would really like if she could sleep next to me every night, but of course that's not happening! She is brave in new situations and usually goes in with little or no hesitation. She makes friends very easily and is very social. She is still the smallest of the bunch, at her 3 year check she was 37" and 24 pounds. She is growing just not too quickly. She is very sweet and likes to go around giving everyone tons of kisses and hugs. She is still a little spitfire and at times can be very challenging, but she always makes up for it with her sweetness. <br />
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Marissa is really a funny child. Not in the sense like Jack who is just a clown, but she will say things to me because she knows it is funny and I will laugh. She also likes to make silly faces when she say things to make me laugh too. She will question things so she can learn about them and always remembers. She is also very smart and a quick learner. She is pretty outgoing though not as much as Makayla. She is a bit more selective in who she talks to now. She is also very good at making friends. She really loves playing in the sandbox and will spend over an hour just building things and playing pretend. She is very similar in size to Makayla- about 1/4" taller and half a pound heavier. She is very sweet and really enjoys doing things that she thinks the bigger kids do. She often tells me, "This is only for the big girls like me." She can still be a bit dramatic and sassy, but she has really become a sweet and caring person. <br />
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Together they are still so much fun. They are usually really good kids and are often complimented on their good behavior in public. It has really gotten a lot easier to do things with them and Marley and she is still such a big help. They really love their big sister and love spending time with her. She has a very nurturing soul and is a very good role model for them. She has taught them so much and they insist they are starting Kindergarten soon. They all play very good together most of the time. At times they can fight like cats and dogs, but nobody holds a grudge and they quickly go back to being nice to each other. It is hard to believe they are three years old already but I look forward to all this year of their lives has to bring. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My boy in his new glasses</td></tr>
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<br />Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-72469938614777406352014-06-14T21:10:00.001-07:002014-06-14T21:10:55.529-07:00Celebration! I have so much to catch up on....again!! And the best part is that it is all good news. The first thing I want to talk about is the big celebration we had for my mom's victory over breast cancer. I wanted to do something special for her to honor how strong she was during all of her treatments. Her chemotherapy really made her sick and then the radiation burned her skin very badly. She also had two surgeries in the beginning of it all that were very hard on her. After finishing all of that I felt that a party was in store!! So around February I started planning a big SURPRISE party for her. We invited all of our family and her friends (and Lord knows she has a lot of them!) I was so worried somebody would tell her and a few times she said or did something where I was certain she knew. My Aunt and Grandma helped me plan the food and get all of the party supplies and we used my Aunt's church for the celebration. We told my mom that on April 19th my Aunt's church was having a Mother-Daughter Banquet that we were all attending. Instead she walked in to a little under 100 people wearing pink in honor of her!!! And she was so surprised! The food was good, the music was good but the fact that we were there celebrating my mom's defeat over cancer was perfect. I am so grateful to everyone who came and helped celebrate with us. It was truly one of the most special evenings ever. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Roger & my mom...Roger is currently fighting cancer and needs prayers. He will defeat it!</td></tr>
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There were many, many more people and photos I have not posted here. My mom's friend Rick was there taking photos and he set up a special room for everyone to have their family photo done with a special backdrop that turned out great. Thank you all again. Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-64318688359327912442014-03-27T19:16:00.002-07:002014-03-27T19:16:50.728-07:00Helloooo Out There! It's been months since I've updated on here and there's a lot to get caught up on! Sorry I am such a blogging slacker, I will try to be better. Everyone is doing really good and we are just staying very busy. To start off with the best news, my mom is now cancer free!!! It was a rough time and we've had a few scares along the way, but she is doing really well and done with all of her treatments and her hair is coming back quick as ever. The first few times she came over without her scarf/hat on her head, the babies would grab one and take it to her to put on. I guess they didn't remember Mimi without a hat! So we are all really excited about that great news. I will go into updates on each of the kids in a little detail and talk about what they have been up to...<br />
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Marley is in her final quarter of Kindergarten. I cannot believe this school year is almost over. She has done really well in school and enjoys it so much. She has learned so much this school year and we really like her teacher. She made Principal's Honor Roll the first half of school and I suspect she will do the same the next half. She is still going strong in Gymnastics. She has learned a lot of new skills over the past few months and it keeps her very strong! She played Soccer for a few months over the Winter, but decided not to sign back up for Spring. Her newest sport she recently started is horseback riding!! Of course this makes me very happy and spending time in the barn with her makes me realize how much I truly miss it. She has taken about 3 lessons now and seems to really like it. She is still a very good big sister and the babies love her so, so much. They always talk about her when she is not home and get so excited when I tell them it is time to go pick her up from school. We are all very excited that summer break is coming soon!<br />
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Marissa has become my little sassy pants. That girl has more attitude in her little finger than Marley ever did (does) in her entire body. She will boss anyone around who she thinks needs it and is very tough. She is very smart and sometimes I forget I am talking to a 2 year old. She picks up on a lot of things from her big sister and likes to think she is bigger than she is. She is quite the little comedian and enjoys making people laugh. She is definitely the leader of the pack and can get her brother to follow her anywhere. She is the child that will test me the most and see just how serious I am when I tell her something. She is also very sweet and loving and often just gives me hugs and kisses out of the blue. She is very nurturing to Makayla (at times) and I swear she knows she's Baby A. <br />
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Jack is my favorite little man on the planet. He is such a sweet boy and can be quite sensitive. He had to have surgery about a month ago to have his adenoids removed. He was drooling and snoring very bad and losing weight and I knew something wasn't right. Jack was already thin to begin with and when he started losing more weight I became very worried. He was also soaking thru 2-3 shirts every day and snoring and struggling to breathe during his sleep. I took him to the ENT and they said he had very large adenoids that were restricting his airflow. Since his surgery his drooling has improved, though not completely gone. His snoring is much better. His eating hasn't really gotten any better unfortunately but he hasn't lost any weight. I think he's just a long, lanky boy and one day his appetite will show up and I will miss the days he wasn't eating us out of house and home! He is talking really well and has been saying so much since his surgery. I did not realize how much not being able to breathe out of his nose was affecting what he said. He would say what needed to be said in the shortest way possible before and now he speaks in complete sentences and sometimes doesn't stop talking! He basically personifies any stereotype of a little boy that there is. <br />
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Favorite color blue? Check<br />
Likes Superheroes? Check<br />
Likes cars/trains/airplanes/etc? Check<br />
Rough & tough? Check<br />
Nonstop ball of energy? Check<br />
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He is definitely a follower and he may not lead the pack into trouble but he certainly is right there in the midst of it. He loves to make people laugh and I can see him being the class clown in a few years. <br />
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Makayla is my little sweet pea. She is very sweet and loving and always hugging me and telling me she loves me. She can be a little troublemaker too though she is more sneaky about it than Marissa. While Marissa goes headfirst into it, Makayla tends to sit back and observe for a minute. Maybe she thinks I won't notice if she gradually slips into the midst of it all. She is still a tiny little thing and she definitely uses her cuteness to her advantage. She loves to sing and dance and perform for people. She is very smart and also speaks well above her age. She really enjoys learning new things and has a really good attention span. Her and Marley probably have the closest bond right now and they love to play pretend together. Marley will dress her up all fancy and they pretend they are going to birthday parties and the park and all kinds of places. She will grab her purse, kiss me bye and go off hand in hand with her big sis. She likes for Marley to carry her around places and spends a lot of time in Marley's room. At one point she was the most trying of the 4 of them, but she has lost that title for the time being ;)<br />
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Marley and the babies have very different personalities, atleast when they are all three together. Marley is very shy and takes a while to warm up to people. The triplets would go off with just about anybody who asked them. They are always visiting with our neighbors and saying hi to just about anybody they cross paths with. They are enrolled in preschool and will start in August and I cannot wait to see how they do. I will also be returning to work so they will be going full time from the start so I hope they (and I!) adjust well. I am looking forward to it. <br />
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Mike and I are doing well. He is just staying busy at work and usually gone from about 10:30am until 10pm so we try to do a lot together on the weekends. His mom recently moved to Florida and lives about 2 miles from us so that has been nice to see her more. The kids all enjoy going to Grandma's and having her come visit. My mom has decided the condo life is not for her and will be moving to a house in a few months. I will hopefully be starting my career as a teacher this coming August and am really excited about that. So, that is basically the past few months in a nutshell. I will try to be more diligent from here on out. Thanks for reading!Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-60167566366207470082013-11-25T19:39:00.000-08:002013-11-25T19:39:55.295-08:00Glue & Staples & Gray Hairs (Oh My!)There's a study that says that redheads turn gray much later in life than the average person. However, I highly doubt this study takes into account redheads that are the mother of triplets plus one. I know in the past 3 weeks, I have probably grown many new gray hairs on my head. About 3 weeks ago, I was just finishing up making dinner when I heard Marissa crying. And it wasn't the normal "he took my toy" or "she won't let me drink her juice" cry. It was a high pitched, something really hurts cry. So I ran toward Marley's room (where she was playing) as she ran toward the living room and saw blood streaming down her face. Marley, Makayla & Jack all started screaming when they saw the blood and we quickly got a rag and slowed it down and asked Marissa what happened. She said she fell on Marley's window ledge. The cut was definitely one that required medical attention so off to After Hours we went. When we got there Marissa went right up to the counter and introduced herself as well as Marley and I and told them why she was there. The nurse called up back and asked her if she could please step on the scale, to which Marissa replied, "I sure can!" and I don't think the girl stopped talking for more than 10 seconds the entire visit there. Luckily they were able to glue her head together and as of now it is healing very nicely and becoming less noticeable by the day. Though I know quite a few people who probably hope a small scar stays so they can tell the girls apart. Ahem, grandmas! <br />
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Fast forward three weeks to yesterday. All three of the babies took long, late naps. I knew this would mean a late bedtime. At midnight they were still awake and Mike went in there and told them they needed to stop playing around and get to sleep. Five minutes later I heard them all screaming. I went in there and saw a lot of blood on Makayla's bed and the girls crying, "Jack's hurt!" but saw no blood. Then Jack came up to me to hug me and I saw the blood rushing down the back of his head. They all said they were jumping on the bed and he fell and hit his head on the side of the bed. He had a very large gash in the back of his head that also required immediate medical attention. I ran to get some jeans and a jacket on (it was actually chilly last night) and grabbed a jacket and shoes for him and off to the Emergency Room we went. We got there a little before 1am and were taken back immediately. The doctor said she would have to staple his head. So they came in and put the numbing gel on it for about 30 minutes and came back and put 3 staples in it and off we went. I found it a little odd they didn't shave his hair around his cut and I feel like the staples are too far apart and there should possibly be one or two more, but I guess they know more than me! He was very brave thru it all and whined for about 5 minutes after they left saying his head hurt. He was so concerned about a baby we heard crying in the room next to us and kept asking if it was okay. Such a kind hearted boy. Today he is doing good, he only cries if he accidently bumps his head but he is very careful to try not to. He goes next Tuesday to have the staples removed. <br />
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I told Mike the other day that his beard is getting a lot of gray hairs in it. I imagine my head will look like that soon. Though I do have to say, as I told the ER nurse, I think the first trip to the ER with triplets happening at 2 1/2 years old is pretty darn good! (Though we won't count the After Hours visits that we've done because that technically isn't the ER right?) So, pray that Makayla doesn't join the head gashing club in the next few weeks. I may have to go buy my first box of hair dye if so.<br />
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Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-77072186484962345432013-11-15T11:44:00.000-08:002013-11-15T11:44:20.484-08:00Flash Back Friday!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<br />Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-30328637855068987672013-11-11T09:56:00.002-08:002013-11-11T09:56:34.399-08:00Update #2Okay, as promised, an update on the little people who think they run our household. I'm not even sure where to begin when it comes to those three. They will be 2 1/2 on the 16th of this month which is pretty hard to believe. They are doing really good though. They have some of the best little personalities around and they are really amazing little people. I will go into detail on each of them individually...<br />
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Marissa. She is currently 34.75 inches tall and weighs around 23 pounds. She is the oldest of the trio and she often acts that way. Several people who have observed them playing have even asked me if she is the oldest. She is very outgoing and has no sense of "Stranger Danger." She will talk to anyone about anything. Definitely not like her big sister in this aspect! She is a little daredevil and the one who likes to test me the most out of the three. If there is a line I tell her not to cross, she is the one with her foot dangling above that line while looking at me and smiling. She has excellent speaking skills and can say a whole lot for a two year old, some of which I attribute to having a big sister she watches and listens to intently. She recently had to have her forehead "glued" together because she fell on Marley's window and gashed it open. Even during that, she was fearless and was talking to the doctor about cartoons and puppies as he glued her forehead together. She will answer questions other people ask her and willingly go to people she does not know. I don't necessarily think this is a good thing and I make sure to always keep my eye on this social butterfly. It's funny because we used to always say we wish Marley was a little more outgoing and now I am thinking that I wish Marissa was less! She is very smart and picks up on things quickly. She is currently obsessed with Peppa Pig and asks to watch it all of the time. She is the only one of the three who will sit for an extended period of time to watch something that interests her. She loves to be the one to tell me if something happens when I am not around. For example, if Makayla starts crying when they are in their room for nap time and I go in there, Marissa will tell me and demonstrate in great detail on what happened. She has no problem bossing her brother around and often uses him to do things she either can't (like open a drawer because she knows he is stronger) or knows she shouldn't (because she knows he will if she asks.) She loves to run, especially when we are outside and she is very fast. She is a super fun little girl who definitely brings a lot of laughter to this house.<br />
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Makayla. This child proves to me almost daily that she did not survive all of the odds stacked against her before she was born by chance. That girl does not back down from anything. She is definitely the little diva of the family. She is currently 34.5 inches and around 22 pounds. She is a small little thing but that certainly doesn't mean much to her. She can be extremely loving and sweet and is the cuddler of the group, but she can be full of attitude and quite dramatic. For the past couple of weeks, instead of just saying "no" to us, it's "no way!" It is just so funny to hear this big ol' attitude coming out of this little girl. She also likes to test me, but not quite as much as her sister. Instead of looking at me smiling to see what I will do after I tell her no, she gets her feelings hurt and runs to her room pouting for a few minutes. She also speaks very well and has a great vocabulary. Makayla is more of an observer than Marissa is and this makes her a little more selective of whom she talks to. She won't go up to just anybody, but she is still pretty outgoing and is always ready to go somewhere. She is very smart and picks up on things very quickly. She is physically very strong for her size and I think she will do really well in sports in the future. She loves to play and have fun and also adores her big sister. She really likes Peppa Pig too and often asks to watch it, though she loses interest in it much quicker than Marissa. She does not sit still for very long and is usually the biggest protester at bed time. She is scared of loud noises and is not a fan of thunderstorms but luckily for her summer time is over so those aren't daily occurrences any more. She talks about puppies all of the time and often tells me we need a puppy or a kitty cat. She also likes to boss her siblings around. <br />
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Jack. This boy is hilarious. He is such a little clown and will do just about anything for a laugh. I can definitely see some talks with teachers in the future about this. He is 37.5 inches and around 26 pounds. He is long and lanky and the worst eater of the group, but he is very big on personality. He is a follower and would probably follow his sisters into just about trouble they asked. He is not the one who will lead them wrong, but he definitely will be right along for the ride! At nap/bed time however, he is the instigator and it is usually him I hear egging his sisters on or jumping up to turn the light on and play. He is incredibly sweet and always hugging and kissing either us or his sisters. He does not speak quite as well as his sisters. He speaks a lot, he just does not know how to create certain sounds (like P's or S's) so sometimes his words are unclear. He has the best laugh I've ever heard. It is a true from the belly laugh and it always makes me laugh to hear him. He still has a very big heart and will be quick to help his sisters out if they need it. He is very rough and luckily has Marley who will wrestle with him for hours. They are so hard on each other and I always worry one of them will get hurt, but they both love it. Jack's legs look like one big bruise and he usually has some sort of bump or bruise on his head. He loves sports and can throw a ball very hard! He likes to carry a toy around in his hand, especially in new environments. It doesn't have to be the same toy each day, just something random he grabs and keeps a tight hold of. He is just a very fun and entertaining little boy and so much fun to be around.<br />
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As a group, they can be more than a handful. They are currently going thru a slight obsession with poop and I can't even tell you how many times I have gone in their room in the past few months and ended up calling off nap time or delaying bedtime and going in there with a bottle of bleach instead. It is beyond frustrating- and gross- that they do this! They seem to get in the most trouble when they are not tired and all in their room, unsupervised, together. They take the mattress off their bed and turn it upright to climb up it and get things off of their top closet shelf or just to slide down. They can climb just about anything they try. Whoever doesn't think that girls are just as (and if not more) wild and crazy as boys need to come spend a day with my 3 girls. I don't think many boys could hang with them at times. I was really hoping they wouldn't be as fearless as their big sister, but unfortunately that is definitely not the case! They can be the best of friends and play together and have a great time. Some games they really enjoy playing with each other are Tag and Hide & Seek. They also love to dance together and race each other. However, they can also fight like there's no tomorrow and at times they can be overly dramatic over the smallest things. They will yell at each other and hit/bite/pull each other's hair. I often hear, "Stop it!" "No, you stop it!" "No, YOU stop it!" several times throughout the day and I am sure there are many more years of this ahead. They can also surprise me with how good they can be as a group. They are usually very good walking out in public and either hold my hand or each other's hand and they stay by me really well. They all still really love going to the Y and all of the workers there seem to really love them and always comment how well behaved they are. Potty training is going really well and at home they go about 90% of the time in the potty. They will also use the potty at the Y and often ask to use it when we are out somewhere. They definitely keep us busy and on our toes, but they are super fun little people and make life a whole lot more interesting and we realize how lucky we are to have these 4 amazing people in our lives. <br />
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Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-85400045777995098372013-11-07T19:00:00.000-08:002013-11-07T19:00:20.914-08:00Update #1I have been a horrible blogger. I just feel like there isn't enough time in the day to get everything done and this has been put on the backburner for quite a while. But, I want to be able to look back on these posts someday and recall what life was like at this time, so I am going to get some updates written!! Because it's been quite a while since I have written, there have been a lot of things that have happened in our lives. One of the bigger events is that my mom completed her chemotherapy. Yay for that!!! She did really well with it though the last few treatments really made her sick. She was getting an extremely strong dose of it and it surely did a number on her, but she bounced back strong after each one and we are glad to have that part of it done. She is now in her 2nd week of radiation. She will do this for 6 weeks, 5 days a week. So far she is doing really well with it too. We just can't wait for all of this to be over. She also sold her house (which was 3 miles down the road from us) and moved about 20 minutes away so between that and Mike's new work schedule which doesn't get him home until about 10pm, we don't get to see her nearly as much lately. All of the kids miss her a lot and talk about going to Mimi's house every day. Another big event that happened was I finished school!! I am now certified to teach Kindergarten thru 6th grade. I am really excited about that though we are not exactly sure when I will start working. The cost of having three toddlers in daycare and Marley in aftercare would be pretty substantial. So, we will see what the best decision ends up being. As I said before, Mike got a promotion at work and now works in the Claims Department at Progressive. He is really enjoying it so far and he has a lot more room to move up now. <br />
Now, the main reason most people read this....the update on the little ones. I will start with Miss Marley. Since my last post, my little girl has turned FIVE! And also started Kindergarten!! She turned 5 in August and started school 2 weeks later. August was a very big month for her. She is doing great at school and really enjoys going. So far she has perfect attendance. She really likes her teacher (as do I) and she is learning a lot of new things. Her writing is getting very good and she is starting to read words, do simple math problems and many other things. As always, she is a very behaved student and I think the world would end for her (at least for a day) if she ever had her name clip moved down on the Behavior Chart. She received her first report card a few weeks ago and had all E's for Excellent. She has made a lot of new friends and we've already attended several birthday parties. I signed up to be Homeroom Mom (call me crazy) and try to juggle that along with toting three two year olds around all day and sometimes I think I bit off more than I can chew, but it's worth it to me. Marley is still in gymnastics and is now up to 3 hours of practice a week. I really enjoy watching her, but lately it seems as if I have to drop her off and come back a lot more than I would like to. The babies haven't been taking naps very well since I had to adjust the time they lay down and they usually fall asleep in the car picking her up from school and I don't want to wake them up after 15 minutes so we usually drop her off and then come back after they wake up. It's also a long time to ask them to wait patiently with not much there for them to do. They have gotten to go out and play at her gymnastics place a few times so that is all they want to do when they are there and they aren't happy when they can't. Sometimes it seems like Marley has to grow up faster than other 5 year olds, but I guess that's just how it is when you have 3 siblings the same age. She just joined the Dodgeball Team at school and really likes it. She was the only girl in it under the age of 9, but girlfriend can hang with the boys all day. I've always said she is my Princess Tomboy. She will be out digging in the dirt and catching frogs in her skirt, nail polish and high heels. Maybe that's what having two older cousins will do :) She really wanted to join Daisy's this year but unfortunately we just weren't able to. It's a really big commitment and many of the events I couldn't have taken the babies to and that's not really an option for me. They usually go anywhere I go. Hopefully next year she can join that. She is surely a very busy girl but she makes us so proud. She is very committed to school and to gymnastics and succeeds in both of them. She is still the best big sister these babies could ever ask for. She is incredibly patient with them and the four of them have so much fun together. She took them in as her Show & Tell "objects" a few weeks ago and even her teacher has told me several times what a big heart Marley has and what a caring friend she is to the other students. There are some things in life that just can't be taught, they simply come from within, and it makes me happy to see how much she cares about her siblings and friends. I always say that God knew what he was doing when he gave us Marley first. She is a wonderful example to her three babies and they adore her so much. <br />
I am going to post this update on our lives in general and Marley and then write an update on each of the babies over the next few days. So, if you want to know what is new in the world of Marissa, Jack & Makayla........stay tuned! <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kaden, Marley & Keanu</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Following big sis into the gym</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My gorgeous girl</td></tr>
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Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-38127642672631969162013-09-06T09:10:00.000-07:002013-09-06T09:10:12.493-07:00Flash Back Friday<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jack about a year ago. Oh how I love this sweet boy :)</td></tr>
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<br />Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-1966443300982630002013-08-10T20:07:00.002-07:002013-08-10T20:07:13.611-07:00Eye Doctor Follow Up #1It has been 4 weeks since Jack was prescribed his glasses and the doctor wanted to see him so she could determine if glasses were helping his right eye. The first few days of wearing glasses were a bit tough and we had some moments of seeing who had the most willpower. Luckily it was a battle with my sweet boy and not one of the <strike>stubborn </strike>little girls who seem to believe that "NEVER give up" is the best motto to go thru life with so I always won. After a few days he decided he really liked them and ran in the morning to find them and put them on and often cried at night when I wouldn't let him sleep in them. Marissa and Makayla also got over their want of them and it was smooth sailing. This past Tuesday was his scheduled follow up and I had a good friend watching the girls until my aunt could get here after work. Marley went to gymnastics camp this past week and was there until 4pm. I scheduled Jack's appointment at 2pm which should have given me plenty of time to make it back to pick her up on time. We arrived at the doctor's office at 1:50pm and checked in. Around 2:15 the receptionist called me over to tell me that Jack's appointment was July 2nd. She was correct in that his ORIGINAL appointment was this day, but his follow up was scheduled for August 6th. I told her I had the card they gave me confirming this in my car and she asked me if I could go get it. I went to get it and brought it in to her and she said she would be right back with me. Jack and I sat back down and by 2:35 nothing further had been communicated to us. I went up to the desk to ask her what was going on and she asked me if I had my insurance card. I told her my insurance was the same as it was 4 weeks ago when we were there but gave it to her anyway. She again told me to sit down and she would be right with me. At 2:50 nothing had happened so we went back up and she told me she was waiting on my insurance company to call her back to confirm coverage. By this point I was getting impatient and being we were just in the office a month ago I found this to be ridiculous. At 3:05 I went up to the desk and told her we were leaving as it was over an hour past his appointment time, I needed to be back in Riverview in less than an hour to pick up my daughter and asking a 2 year old to wait this long was ridiculous. The office manager came up and apologized profusely and begged us not to leave and promised we would be the next ones seen. Being that Jack really needed to be seen, I agreed to wait but stood right in front of the window so they could see me. A few minutes later one of the techs called us back. She asked a few questions and then told me I needed to go back up front and sit until the doctor was free. I told her my appointment was scheduled for almost an hour and a half ago and I needed to be leaving in the next 15 minutes. She also apologized as she was unaware how long we had been waiting and went to see if a doctor was available then. She came back in and said the doctor was in with a patient but she had my chart at the front and once the doctor was free we would be the next ones called back. We went back up front and I again stood directly in front of the window and after few minutes we were called back. The doctor came in and did some checks on his eye and determined that the glasses are not helping his condition. She wants to try the next prescription strength, which happens to be the strongest one, and see him again in 4 weeks. If this doesn't help, he will need surgery on that eye. I asked her quite a few questions about the surgery but I am trying not to stress too much about it until the time comes to decide if he will have it or not. Through all of the waiting and all of the checks she did on him, Jack was SO good. He never cried or whined or even really acted up. The only thing he wanted to do was lay on the ground but I think this had more to do with him missing his nap than anything else. When we checked out I asked them to verify the appointment I made for the girls the last time I was there. Well, surprise surprise, that was not in the system either. And the appointment slot that had been assigned to them was filled. So, I scheduled Jack's follow up and the little girls' initial appointment on the same day at a different office. Hopefully that staff has it together! When we went to leave it was pouring rain. We were in South Tampa and the streets were flooding, cars were going the wrong way down one way roads and I could not see a thing. Of course Jack was asleep after 5 minutes of being in the car. We were also way past 4pm when Marley needed to be picked up but luckily my mom was able to get her. We made it home just in time for me to drop Jack off at home and head back out to school. I will update everyone again in 4 weeks after his next follow up and let you know if the stronger prescription helps or if my boy needs surgery on his eye. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Loving his glasses</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is what was going on at home while Jack and I were at the doctor's office!!!</td></tr>
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Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-79578052609928097052013-08-09T19:50:00.001-07:002013-08-09T19:50:49.019-07:00Who's Your Daddy?I have some seriously outgoing kids. Well, three of them are. They love talking to people and they especially love hugging people. Nobody is safe from them. They hug the pizza man, UPS man, every person they pass at the Y, the neighbors and pretty much anyone they see and have freedom to get to. Some people seem thrown off by having 6 arms wrapped around their bodies at once and others love it. The young pizza guy with tattoos all over his body seemed a little unsure what to do but the neighbor who they stand calling for at the front door is a self-proclaimed hugger too so he gets it. They also like to sit by people and talk to them or even ask for help with things. When we go play at the mall and they have to take their shoes off, they find the closest person to help them when it's time to put them back on. And the funny thing is that they don't even need help putting their shoes on. They just want to talk to someone. Marley was never outgoing. She still isn't. She is very much a mama's girl and has just recently started coming out of her shell somewhat. But she would never just go hug the cashier checking us out at Publix. But you better believe that the triplets will. We used to say that we wish Marley was a little more outgoing. Now I say I wish the babies were a little less! They have no prejudice on who they socialize with. Young, old, black, white, tall, short. It doesn't matter to them. Now recently Jack has taken it a little too far I think. He has started calling every man we see "Dad." And then they all laugh about it so I know he is doing it to be funny. When we were at the eye doctor the other day every man that sat near us he greeted with a "Dada?" and when the man got called back for his turn Jack would say, "Bye daddy" and wave and smile real big at him. Um, it was just a tad bit embarrassing! But what else can you do in that situation except smile and sometimes mutter, "That's not your dad." Hey, it kept him entertained! It is surprising to me they are so friendly with people simply because I was a very shy kid and Marley was/is too. I never had to worry about Marley taking something from someone she didn't know but I think these three would be lined up waiting their turn. We will see if eventually they stop hugging everyone or telling them as much as they can in a few minutes time and maybe realize that a little wave or smile is enough, but for now the pizza man, UPS man and everyone else who looks their way (which is everyone we pass most of the time) will have to deal with the hug fest that ensues when they encounter the Boucher Triplets.<br />
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Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-78014205229902309312013-07-27T18:36:00.001-07:002013-07-27T18:36:42.960-07:00Liebster Award! This little blog was nominated for a Liebster Award!<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Arial Unicode MS";">Thank you to Spring (my dear friend who is also a mommy of triplets) over at <a href="http://www.tilyoutriplets.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">30 Fingers, 30 Toes</a></span><br />
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1. What was your reaction when you found out you were expecting multiples? Very surprised!! And in disbelief I had three in there!! And worried how our 2 year old daughter would react.</div>
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2. What was your spouse's reaction? He was shocked too. He asked the ER Doctor, "You are SURE you saw three heartbeats? Three??"</div>
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3. How did you tell your family/friends? Most of them we called as quick as we could.</div>
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4. What is your favorite activity to do at home with the kids? Before their bedtime we all snuggle and watch Bubble Guppies together. They are all very sweet to each other during this time and it's quite peaceful. </div>
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5. Where is your favorite place to go as a family? Busch Gardens. Or the beach.</div>
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6. What is your easy, go to meal for the kids? Dinosaur chicken, fruit & tater tots </div>
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7. What do you do for yourself for fun? Not much these days :/ Read?</div>
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8. What is your dream family vacation? Disney Cruise! </div>
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9. DIY or store bought? Usually store bought though I prefer DIY, I usually don't have the time or skill to pull much off.</div>
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10. Are you a routine/schedule follower or fly by the seat of your <span class="stw_link" id="qwiklinxid2" name="jpstw1"><span class="stw_link" id="qwiklinxid2" name="jpstw1">pants</span></span> type? I follow a schedule with the triplets but for myself I am very much a fly by the seat of your pants type. </div>
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11. Where is one place you would NEVER take your multiples? I am trying to think of somewhere I wouldn't even try? At this age, a high-end, sophisticated restaurant. More so because I know most people are there to enjoy the environment and each other and even on their best behavior, they aren't near ready for that :)</div>
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</span></o:p> </span>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-63759961145130992192013-07-05T13:27:00.002-07:002013-07-05T13:27:09.004-07:00Eye Doctor Visit!Jack had his visit with the eye doctor on Tuesday. I was really curious the ways they would test a two year old's vision. Marley went along as usual for moral support and I am sure Jack was really glad to have atleast one of his sisters with him. When they first called us back, they had him follow a light with his eyes, just like the checks at his well visits. About 10 feet away, they had the usual letter chart but since he is so young they had a really neat alternative. There was a large cabinet with several different shelves. It was fairly dark and each individual shelf would light up with a different animal on it and his eyes would automatically look at the shelf where the light and fun sounds were coming from. They would cover each of his eyes one at a time and watch how his eyes focused. After this they dilated his eyes and told us to go back in the waiting room and they would come get us in 20 minutes. Well, 20 minutes turned into an hour! Luckily Jack and Marley were both really good and patient. When they called us back the nurse said one of his eyes wasn't dilated enough so they had to put more drops in and make us wait even longer. When the doctor came in she did similar tests to the earlier ones and also put on her super magnifying glasses to check the insides of his eyes. Jack was very good thru all of this and only got upset with the eye drops going in his eyes. They said one drop was extremely cold and the other stung, so I don't blame him for crying! As soon as he could sit up he calmed right down. The doctor said that his right eye is not being used effectively. When she covered his left eye, he would panic a little and try to move his entire head so his left eye could look at the objects. She said his brain has become so used to not using his right eye, that he does not know how to use it when his left eye is covered. His right eye also turns in a little when he looks at objects and he has a hard time focusing it. The good news is that his inner eye is fine and there is no permanent damage done, it just needs some strengthening which will happen once he learns to use it. Our first attempt to get him to use his right eye will be with the use of glasses. At first I admit I was disappointed when the doctor told us this. Going in to any doctor appointment, your first hope is that they will say there is nothing wrong, everything is perfect and go back home. So when we did not get that news, it was a bit hard. Then I thought of the fact that I had three premature babies who could have had SO many other major issues and how many other parents wish their biggest worry was their child needing glasses and I realized I was being silly. I did ask the doctor what would happen if he won't wear the glasses because Jack does not really like things on his head or face and he also happens to have two sisters the same age who may enjoy pulling his glasses off of his face! She said he really needs to wear them because glasses usually work great for this type of issue and if he won't wear them then the next option would be surgery. Obviously I do not want him to have to get surgery so please pray that he will keep these things on! <br />
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I took him today to go get fitted for his glasses and he did look pretty dang cute with them on!! I let him pick which ones he liked and he seemed to be okay with them on, for a few minutes atleast. I have read that once children realize how much the glasses help that they will be putting them on first thing in the morning but it often takes a while for them to realize it and get used to them. He goes back in 4 weeks for a recheck so he better get used to them fast! I was not able to order his glasses today as I received the worst customer service EVER at my beloved Target. I have never left that store so annoyed! There were two ladies working there and when we got there they were each helping someone else. I found the kids glasses and one of the ladies said she would be with us once she was free. Two people came in after us and were seen before us. By this point, Jack and Marley were getting bored and I was getting frustrated so I asked her when we would be seen. (The other lady still had her original customer.) She said she would help us next. Well, two MORE people came in and she helped them instead! I walked over to her and told her since we were obviously being ignored that we would just leave and I expected her to realize how rude she was being and apologize and help us. Instead she simply said, "Have a nice day" and looked away. I could not believe it! If she did not feel comfortable- or just did not want- to help a young child, she should have just said so originally or told me the other lady would be helping us. I will definitely will not be going back to Target for glasses or any eye care! When we left there I drove by the eye doctor Mike and I use to see their selection but because it's a holiday weekend they were closed. I will go on Monday to hopefully get my boy his glasses! So, that is how Jack's eye doctor appointment went and once he gets his glasses I will be sure to update on how that is going. <br />
On a sidenote- they are all doing GREAT in their new beds!! So proud of them.<br />
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Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-46390592947583929772013-06-30T20:01:00.001-07:002013-06-30T20:01:44.689-07:00Big Weekend!We had a lot of excitement around here this weekend. The most exciting would be that my nephews turned 9!! I really cannot believe that those sweet little boys are already so grown up. It makes me a bit sad actually. I remember the night of their birth like it was yesterday and also remember us always saying that, "Twins are tough but atleast you have two hands and often two people. What do people with more than two do?" Little did we know! I have- and will- always hold a very special place in my heart for those boys. My brother and I are neighbors so I have literally watched them grow up and we all love that we can look out the front window and spy on them. My brother is such a good dad to them and it's obvious just how much they love him. Happy Birthday to Meatball & Kadencakes :) <br />
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On Saturday Marley also had a gymnastics meet. She did so good in all of her events, especially vault. She had a near perfect score and the man behind us said, "Wow, she's not messing around!" Lol! She was so excited to get another trophy. Her coaches have been telling me she needs to move up to the next level, but the practice increases to an hour and a half two days a week and that is a long time for the babies to wait in a small waiting area for her. She is definitely ready though so hopefully I can figure it out soon. <br />
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And the last big thing that happened this weekend is the triplet's moved to BEDS! They have been climbing out of their cribs for quite some time now and I kept putting it off because I really dreaded when they would have free access to everything. Well, two weeks ago my cousin called me to see if we wanted a twin sized trundle bed and of course we did! It happens to be the same line of beds that Marley has which I thought was pretty neat. We planned on converting one crib to a twin size bed and using the trundle. We didn't realize until today that the cribs actually only convert to toddler bed then full size so Jack is sleeping on the toddler bed until we can buy a twin frame. Nap time today was spent with them playing and having a good time not sleeping. However tonight they all went straight to sleep and actually stayed in the same spots they originally laid down in. I couldn't believe it!! So proud of my little munchkins. So, here's to hoping that tonight wasn't just first night's luck and they continue this! :)<br />
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Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-65561955621767310802013-06-18T11:53:00.000-07:002013-06-18T11:53:41.817-07:00Fun in the Sun!Living in Florida, between the months of May and October, unless you are in water you probably do not want to be outside between the hours of 10am and 8pm. It is SO hot and it lasts forever. The past two summers we spent a lot of time indoors because the babies were too little to do much swimming and I didn't want them outside for too long unless it was late in the day. This summer however, we will be spending a lot of time outdoors because we have some.....<br />
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They also got to go in the big pool for the first time ever. A lot of moms, especially those with multiples, have recommended Puddle Jumpers for the babies. A local friend (and mom of twins +2) had one she was getting rid of so I got it and two more. They work great! The only problem is outside of the water they tend to slide off of the babies tiny arms and waist, but in the water they work great and they can float to their heart's content. Makayla took to the pool right away, though she was more scared of the ocean at first, and was jumping in off the side after a few minutes and pushing us away so she could float alone. Jack was also jumping in after a few minutes and floating around by himself. He will learn to keep his mouth closed if he keeps drinking pool water! Marissa, who is not scared of the ocean water at all, was the most hesitant but even she was jumping in and floating in no time. Marley loves all of it. Anything that has to do with the sun, sand and water is perfect to that girl! She is a true Florida girl at heart and I think all three of her siblings are following closely in her footsteps!<br />
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Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-69891074688535591252013-06-17T12:04:00.002-07:002013-06-17T12:04:43.371-07:00Blood Work & Dentist VisitsAt their two year checkups, the doctor said he would like Jack to have some blood work done to check a few different things. Jack is always in a very high percentile in length and very low in weight and he still drools quite a bit and these could all be indicators that his thyroid may not be functioning as it should. I think he is thin because he doesn't eat a whole lot and I think part of his drooling is due to the fact that he still has a ton of teeth coming in. And I think it has become a bit of a habit for him. But, I definitely want to know for sure, and it will be good to have baseline blood work incase there are ever questions in the future and we need comparisons. I originally scheduled his appointment on a Saturday morning because Mike is off of work and that way I wouldn't have to drag all 4 kids to an appointment I wasn't sure would go so smoothly. As a baby, Jack had horrible veins and would have to have IVs in his scalp because of it. When he was a few months old, he had to have blood drawn and they poked his poor little body all over the place and had a terrible time. So, I was really dreading taking him because of this. I took him on that Saturday and when we got there they said they can only do what he needed Monday thru Thursday. Frustrating! But, I made the appointment for the following Thursday because Mike was going into work late anyways because Marley had a dentist appointment. So, Thursday morning Jack, Marley & I went to his appointment together. They had him sit in the chair and the nurse starting tapping his arms to find the best vein and then she looked at me and said, "He has no veins." I was worried she would say that. She then picked his left arm and called another nurse in to help hold him down since he is so young. She stuck his arm, wiggled the needle a tiny bit and out came blood!! Woohoo!!! She had to take 4 vials from him and he did not cry, whine, complain, or even move. The other nurse just stood there talking to us. When she was done she gave him high fives and told me she had never seen such a cooperative two year old. She said she also couldn't believe she got it on the first try. Yay for Jack! Now we just have to wait a few more days for the results. After that, we drove down the street for Marley's dentist appointment. She really, really loves going and was really excited that Jack got to watch her. She had a super friendly hygienist named Cricket and it went great. Jack sat on my lap watching the whole time (they are such good babies when you get them individually) and then the dentist checked Marley and told her she had no cavities. They make a really big deal out of it there and she got to ring a bell, pick stickers, a (sugar free) lollipop, and a coin to choose a toy. When we finished up we were up front setting up her next appointment and I asked them when I should bring in the triplets. She said why not now? I figured, well we are here and then I just have to have the little girls done, so why not! We went back in and sat down and the hygienist told me that the dentist would be cleaning his teeth. Then what I heard her say was, "We will have you sit in the chair and Jack sit on your lap. Then you will lean back and put your head in the dentist's lap." I laughed a little bit and said, "Ok" and I am sure I gave her a crazy look. The dentist came out in the next few minutes and I turned my chair and started leaning back in her lap and she said, "Um what are you doing?" I was like, "She said I needed to put my head in your lap for his cleaning" and she said, "No, HIS head goes in my lap for the cleaning." Talk about embarrassing!! The whole staff got a chuckle out of that. But, he did really well for his first cleaning and just whined a little during it. No cavities for Jack either so he got all of the goodies big sis had. I am glad everything went so smoothly and now I just have to schedule Marissa and Makayla's first teeth cleaning!<br />
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Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-21775384258944703992013-06-13T19:21:00.003-07:002013-06-13T19:21:26.569-07:00TWO!The triplets turned two last week (This has been a post in the works.) They love telling everyone that they are two and a few times I have told them they couldn't do something and they look at me and say, "Mom we two" like that means they can do anything they want now. We had a small get together over the weekend with lots of swimming and some cake too. They had a lot of fun playing with all of their friends enjoying their day. They had their two year checkup on Friday and it went really well. The girls were very friendly with the doctor and told him all kinds of things. They pointed out their body parts to him and were very cooperative while he checked them. Jack wasn't quite so thrilled about it, but he didn't get too upset and nobody had to get shots this time! Jack does need to see a couple doctors to double check a few things but nothing major. He is going to have some labs run just to check his thyroid and have some blood tests. He also has to see a Pediatric Ophthalmologist to make sure he doesn't have a slight lazy eye. The doctor wasn't too concerned but being Mike has horrible eyes that could have been fixed as a child, I don't want to take any chances. Developmentally they are doing great. The doctor was very impressed by how much the girls talk and what they know and said Jack talks like "a normal two year old boy." They are still on the small side, but more or less following their growth curves so all is well. Here are their 2 year stats:<br />
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Jack- 36ish inches, 24ish pounds (he wouldn't stand still) which is 90% length and 15% weight<br />
Marissa- 33.25 inches, 22 pounds which is 59% length and 9% in weight<br />
Makayla- 32.75 inches, 21 pounds which is 34% length and 3% in weight<br />
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They haven't grown much (physically) since their 18 month appointment but there's nothing wrong with being petite! Jack is our tall, lean boy but he has a lot of big friends who can protect him when he's quarterbacking a football team one day. <br />
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Makayla is still the boss of the group. She is super smart and very observant. She can talk really well, often using complete sentences. I can ask her a question like, "Where is dad?" and she will answer "Daddys at work!" The other day we were sitting outside and two birds flew by. I asked her if she saw the bird and she said, "No mama, two birdies." Well excuuuuuse me! She can be very bossy and opinionated, but she is also very sweet and silly. She loves to mimic faces and body language and has mastered the stomping foot and crossing arms while sighing at me act that her big sister often does. She always wants to go somewhere and would leave in a heartbeat if somebody offered. Last week a good friend was here and for two days after Makayla kept telling me she wanted to go bye bye with her. She put her backpack on and looked out the window just waiting for her ride to show up. So, if anyone wants to spend a day with a super little girl, just let me know! ;) She is very clever when it comes to fighting with her brother and sister and usually let the other two duke it out while she sits back and waits for them to get in trouble so she can grab the wanted toy. The girl keeps me on my toes for sure. Marissa is a little comedian. She has a hilarious fake laugh and often busts it out when she wants everyone to notice her. She makes really silly faces and loves to "scare" people or pretend she is sleeping and surprise you when she yells that she's awake. She talks really well too and uses phrases and sentences too. One of her favorites is, "Mama, I need that!" though she is usually referring to something that is definitely not needed. She still loves electronics and often asks to play the Ipad. She is the bravest of the group right now and has no fear of anything. She really thinks she can do anything her big sister does and follows right behind. Jack is my favorite little boy on the planet (can't say that about any of the girls!) He is the sweetest boy and always thinking of others. He still passes out food to his sisters, takes their snacks to them and just makes sure they are not getting left out of anything. Earlier I gave him and Makayla a lollipop while Marissa was still napping. He asked for one for her and went and slid it under the door so she could have it when she woke up. He just melts my heart! He loves hugging us and all of his sisters often. Him and Marley have a great relationship. They are always playing together and he adores his big sis. She loves what a clown he is and how he makes everyone laugh. She also loves she can be a big rougher with him than with the girls and takes advantage of that! He does not talk quite as good as his sisters, but he is getting there. He has many words in his vocabulary and if his sisters would be quiet long enough for him to speak, he'd probably be right there with them! He tends to have a one track mind at times and if he sees something he wants, it is hard to get his attention from it. I think that is a boy/man thing. <br />
Together they are so much fun. They definitely keep me busy and sometimes a bit crazy, but they are such special little people! They continuously amaze me with what they can do and say and know. They all feed off of each other and at times it can be REALLY loud here, but it's always a lot of fun. They like hanging out upside in their beds together, climbing out of their cribs together (eek!), climbing over the (extra high) gates together, climbing up the walls together, climbing over the back of the couch together, and anything else that requires mischief. (Notice a theme here!) They are becoming very friendly with people out in public, often telling the person how old they are first and then a few random bits of information. Jack does like to pretend he is bashful and hide his face but there is always a huge smile that gives him away. The most recent new accomplishment they have done as a group is graduated from their wagon to walking when we arrive/leave somewhere. I used to automatically put them in their wagon because they didn't always want to stay by me or each other. They really wanted to walk and caught on to the fact that if they listen and stay with me, I will let them. So, now I don't have to haul the wagon out every time we go somewhere which is really nice! Marley just loves her babies still and has so much fun with them. They love playing Barbies with her and anything else she asks them to do. They all really love playing Hide and Seek and even know to cover their face and count to 10. She has really taught them a lot and some of the things they do are things I know they picked up from her!! Age 2 is off to a great start and I can't wait to see what else it brings!! :)<br />
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<br />Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-4935116413728499402013-05-15T21:47:00.001-07:002013-05-15T21:47:21.328-07:00Time Marches On....I officially have a Kindergartner. And in 11 hours, I will have three 2 year olds. I don't know which one is harder to grasp! At times I feel that Marley should be the one turning two. It seems she has grown up so fast. I will always have a special bond with my first born. I need her and she needs me. There isn't much that we don't do together and unless one of us is at school, you often don't find me without her nearby. If it was up to her, I think we would be together every hour of every day of every year. Give or take a few. I am going to miss her so much when she is gone at school the majority of the day. And I know the babies will too. This week is her first week of summer break and every morning they have run out to her yelling, "Sissy home!" and give her big hugs the minute they see her. Her graduation ceremony was so nice. Her teachers are SO amazing. Not only are they just good, caring, kind people but they are wonderful teachers. They have taught my little girl so much about life and love and of course, learning. She is stronger, wiser and braver because of them. They taught her that it is okay to make mistakes, it is always important to try her best, that she should always believe in herself, when she needs help to simply ask for it, to be kind to her friends, and to start every day with a positive attitude. And that's not even including all of the reading, writing and arithmetic they taught her! I will always hold a special place in my heart for her amazing preschool teachers and hope they realize what special people they all are. Their patience may truly be tested in a year when the triplets start preschool with them!<br />
Speaking of triplets, they are going to be two tomorrow! (I will write a detailed blog about that soon.)Two years ago at this time, I was sitting here in <strike>denial</strike> labor and thinking I wasn't quite ready for them to make their grand arrival. Obviously they didn't listen. And that was just the beginning of that! They have continuously amazed me since the day they were born. They are some sweet, loving, smart and wild little crazies. But they are my crazies and I am thankful every day.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So darn proud of herself!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I remember how Makayla (in very back) wrapped her arm around her brother all by herself and snuggled up as close as she could. Melted my heart</td></tr>
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<br />Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-23714999901233551202013-05-09T18:09:00.000-07:002013-05-09T18:09:39.016-07:00Student Teaching Day 1I got to sit in my first classroom today for about four hours. It was a lot of fun and now I am REALLY excited to finish my program so I can start! And lucky me got to sit in the classroom of these two handsome fellas....<br />
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My friend (and Marley's old daycare teacher) Claire stayed with the babies until I got home and they all had lots of fun blowing bubbles and playing together. They really enjoy interacting with different people now. They all hugged her bye when it was time for her to leave but I have another day scheduled at the school for next week so it won't be long until they can play again. </div>
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I just put Marley to bed for the last time as a Preschooler. She graduates tomorrow!! I can't believe it. How bittersweet. My little girl is growing up...</div>
Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-4670441312316838532013-05-08T20:01:00.002-07:002013-05-08T20:01:34.525-07:00Birthday Time....And a New Look!Today is Mike's birthday. I would say the person in the house most excited about this is Marley. She knows that the order goes daddy's birthday, the babies' birthday, her cousin's birthday and then her birthday! So, each birthday that can get checked off the list and therefore bringing hers closer causes a whole bunch of 4 year old excitement. We are working on a tight budget these days with one income for a family of six and pretty much anything that can break seems to have broken in the past 2 weeks, so we kept it a nice, low-key fun time at home. Mike had to work so while the babies napped today, Marley and I made him his favorite kind of cake as well as a batch of brownies. Not good for our diets, but oh so delicious! We all played out back for about an hour after he got home from work and then came inside for baths and just played inside until bedtime. Marley and I went to pick up my mom this evening so she could come over and see everyone and we sent her home with some desserts for later. Happy birthday to Mike!!<br />
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I am working on a new look for my blog. It is turning out to be more of a pain than anything, but hopefully by time I am done it will be worth it. So, if you are on the page and it looks a mess, please just bear with me until I finish. <br />
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Tomorrow is my first day of field experience and I am so excited for it so off to bed for me....<br />
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Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04635074090415344483noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5737590843149392058.post-39305721782704171722013-05-07T20:01:00.001-07:002013-05-07T20:01:27.618-07:00We Are Still Here!!Life has been way too busy lately and blogging has not been a top priority. A few weeks ago I went to update everyone and the website kept giving me issues, but now it seems to be working fine. I am not even sure where to begin. There's been great things happening around here and not so great things. Let's start with the positive!<br />
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- Marley is graduating preschool. THIS Friday!<br />
- The triplets will be 2 NEXT WEEK!<br />
- I am back in school to be a teacher! And will be certified by THIS September.<br />
- Mike has lost 80 pounds. Yes, that is 8 0.<br />
- Marley & I were in a wedding this past weekend. <br />
- We had a quick visit from Mike's brother & his wife recently<br />
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I am in disbelief that my little Marley will be turning 5 in August and a couple weeks after that she will be starting Kindergarten. It is just amazing what a sweet and loving little girl she is. She is doing so good in gymnastics, t-ball and swimming and hopefully will get to go to some summer camps in the upcoming months. She loves her babies more than I could have ever imagined and I am so proud of her. She is an awesome little kid!!<br />
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The triplets are almost 2!!! In 9 short days, they will officially hit the "Terrific Twos." They are doing great. The girls talk my ears off and are so dang smart. You can have actual conversations about things with them. Such as this recent one- Me: "Good morning girls. How are you this morning?" Makayla- "Good. I'm uppppp." Me- "I see that. Who made this mess in the living room?" Makayla- "Not me. It was Jack Jack." Me- "You didn't do any of it?" Makayla- "No. Just Jack Jack." It is amazing how quick they pick up on things and all that they know. I will give more detailed updates on their 2 year post. Jack is doing great too. He is not quite as developed in the speech department as his sisters, but he communicates in his own way. He is still a little ham and always so happy. He's a great brother to his three sisters. He's shown he can be very protective, very caring and very silly with them. They have a great bond and I have really enjoyed the age they are all at lately. <br />
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I decided to pursue a dream I have always had and am back in school to become a teacher. If all goes as planned, which so far it is with A's in my first two classes, I will be done by September. I hope to teach Kindergarten, 1st or 2nd grade. I will be certified to teach thru 6th though and will take what I can get!<br />
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Mike has still been going strong at eating good and exercising and is now down 80 pounds!! So proud of him. He has done really good and needs a new wardrobe. Maybe he should replace those Yankee shirts with Rays shirts!<br />
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This past weekend Marley and I were in a very good friend's wedding. It was so much fun and Marley rocked it out as a Flower Girl. I can't even count how many people came up to us to tell us how beautiful she is and what a good job she did. Girlfriend loved all of the pampering she received and is already asking to go back to get her nails done. <br />
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Mike's older brother and his wife came to visit us in March. It was a short visit, but we all had a lot of fun. The kids loved playing with them and we hope they come back really soon!<br />
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So, that is the big, good stuff quickly. Now the not-so-good stuff. Many of you know my mom and know what a wonderful person she is. My entire life, anytime I have met someone who knows my mom, they talk about how great she is. Or how she is always smiling. Or how she is just so sweet. Roughly 2 months ago, she was diagnosed with Stage 3 Breast Cancer. Words cannot describe the shock and sadness we felt when we found out. Life just isn't fair sometimes. She has already undergone two surgeries and is about to begin several months of chemotherapy, radiation and hormone replacement therapy. It really doesn't make sense sometimes, but I guess all we can do is hold on and keep moving forward. She's got 6 grandbabies who aren't slowing down for some stupid thing called cancer and I hope soon that this is all just a bad memory. <br />
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So, that is our life in the past couple months in a nutshell. I know it's been awhile and I rushed thru this, but I will be more diligent now :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Playing in rain puddles at the front door</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Marley loving on Makayla</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My four loves</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jacqui & Justin's wedding</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The beautiful bride....almost two years ago with Marissa!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jack enjoying the warm weather</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gymnast girl doin' her thing </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oh I love these little faces</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Before my mom's first surgery. Even smiling then!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's gotta be fun to have built in playmates</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They are all so silly</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uncle Shane & Jack </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Some girl time with Aunt Jenn</td></tr>
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