Baby Triplets 1st Birthday

We took the babies and the girls to Boise to visit family for their 1st birthday. I felt a slight pang of guilt over that since our friends and neighbors have truly supported us daily in so many ways I wanted to celebrate with everyone! It was a huge triumph for us to make it to a year. Nate took it all in stride, like it was nothing at all to have 3 babies and two 4 year olds without willingly buttoning oneself into a straight jacket.

Someones gots bikes for their birthdays! Wil and Quinn test out their new wheels

Here are the 1 year old birthday stats: Quinn 95% for height and 22 pounds, James 75% for height and 22 pounds and Wilson bringing up the rear with a solid 80% for height. All are healthy and fat, Wilson is a pound less than the others.

Abilities: No one is walking yet, Quinn and James are close. Wil is just hanging out happy to scoot. I remind you that CC didn't walk til she was 19 months so he may be following her lead. Nathans Gramma Dorothy has a sister with a set of great grand-baby triplets born the same month as ours, crazy eh? So I check in with Dani every once in a while to see how we compare. My babies are tall butterballs with tons of hair, but all of hers are walking.

Bottle feeding. The babies prefer to eat on their own, I grab one or two of them a few times a day to feed and be close but they want to roll around and knock bottles more than have mom time

Holy cow this Quinn baby is as sweet and cheerful as  a flower

Nate and Quinn

Babies First Birthday!!!

Carrot Cake

Happy Birthday Babies, thank you for coming to our home, we are so blessed to have you

Words: Quinns first word was "bug".  She says dog, and answers various animal sound questions, what does a snake say, a dog, a kitty etc (woof and meow). Wil says Uh-oh. That seems about right for him, he barks and says dog too. No, we aren't getting one, I am allergic. Besides the obligatory Mama and Dada- James can say dirt and boy does he love it.

If you can imagine, James is a human wrecking ball hanging from a chain in my house. Swings once, BOOM there goes the computer, books, mouse, keyboard overturned, swings again (huge smile on his face) BOOM there goes the phone stand, phone books, phone etc, WEEEEE! BOOM, garbage can overturned and what looks good to chew? Total busybody.

The other day Quinn and James were playing in my room. James knocked over a lamp, it came down with a crash, made a huge ruckus.  I ran in to see what had happened. Quinny, stared up at me with her fat little finger stuck halfway down a tube of my favorite chapstick, frozen in mid dig and staring at me as if to say, "Mom, this is peanuts compared with what just James just did."
Help me, I am in for it now.

Have I played with you yet today? Sometimes, my home tasks become so repetitive -it takes so long to to prepare, feed, bathe, cleanup, and dress everyone I go into this robot mode. Towards the end of the day I find myself waking up from robot mode with a little free time and it is like I am seeing my children as children for the first time. Hello Wilson! Have you been played with yet today? James have we cuddled?
Sometimes, I feel like we could do the routine of- nap, change, eat, bottle, nap, change, eat, bottle all day without any time for play. What am I the keeper of an orphanage? Everyone! Line up beside your bed and let me see your fingernails! Where's my whistle?

Who wouldn't want a piece of this to play with

 It is so important for me break out of my task list to laugh with my kids, I know I need it just as much as they do!