Have been bad bloggers lately, nothing unusual. Lots of things going on around here, including the kids enjoying lots of swimming!
Potty-training update: We're pretty much there (for the most part). Audrey hasn't had an accident in weeks. She got over her fears and just goes potty when she needs to. Sean is pretty much the same way. Tucker is still working out a few kinks but for the most part is succeeding every day! I'm very proud of these kids and especially of their mother. Getting three toddlers potty-trained is one serious task.
Little Emily is now officially mobile.
All our kids get along great, but these two are special buddies lately. Sean makes Emily laugh all the time with his clowning around. No one else can get her going the way he can!
Not that it's tough to make her happy. She's always smiling!
Lots of changes happening at our place. Emily has started eating rice cereal. She seems to enjoy it -- much more than any of the triplets ever did. We got her her own high chair so she can join us at meals.
Here's Audrey being a big helper:
The kids are potty training.
It has been a really tough week for Sarah, as you might imagine, but they're making real progress. Sean is just about there. He comes to his potty when he feels the urge and does his business. Tucker will do so, too, on occasion. Audrey is having some anxiety about it and regularly asks for her diaper. I think she just needs some more successes to help her along. Proud of them!
Our Emmy turns 6 months on Wednesday, so it was time to let her have a taste of the good stuff -- rice cereal. With the assistance of her legion of little helpers, Mom gave Emily her first "real" meal -- and she liked it ok!
In other news, the triplets love, love, LOVE riding their bikes. While riding around Grammy's cul-de-sac, we were fortunate enough to have the professional photographer neighbor arrive home, camera in hand, and snap a few shots. Hooray! No solo shots of Tucker, who would NOT hold still for them. What a fun Sunday afternoon.
This is our biggest kid, Sean, who has the littlest stuffed animal, Sprout, or Sproutycat. Sean loves his Sproutycat and sleeps with it every night. It's always fun at bedtime hunting around the whole house trying to locate Sprouty and his cohorts, Prance (Tucker's cat) and whatever stuffed animal(s) Audrey wants to sleep with that night (she has yet to latch onto one).
The other night, we went out as a family and whoops, Sean managed to sneak Sprouty into the van with us. When we got out at the restaurant, he left the car with Sprout, but we quickly stopped him. I tossed Sprout back to Sarah, who deliberately placed him in Sean's car seat. Of course, dinner was an adventure, as it always is with us, and as the kids crawled back into the car, neither parent thought about Sprouty. We proceeded to the grocery store (Sprouts, coincidentally), did our business there, and went home.
As we ushered the kids off to bed, Sarah sent me out to the van to grab Sproutycat for Sean. I hunted through the entire car with no luck, a sinking feeling developing in my stomach. Sarah went out and scoured the whole vehicle -- still nothing. We somehow managed to talk Sean into taking another stuffed animal to bed, even though he insisted it was in the car, and I, feeling much like Calvin's dad, was sent off to check the parking lots of the places we'd been. Sadly, no Sproutycat was located. I came home empty-handed and Sarah burst into tears when I walked in. She was completely inconsolable at the thought that Sean had lost his precious little possession. In terrible moods, we both went off to bed for a fitful night's sleep.
In the middle of the night, Sarah thought of a little compartment in the car that neither of us had checked -- a compartment in which the kids like to play. Sure enough, she took Sean out to the van the next morning, popped open the compartment, and there was Sprouty. "Sprouty!" Sean said. "He helps me sleep!"
"Sean, there's Sprout!" Sarah said.
"Yeah!" said Sean.
"Did you put him there?"
"Yep!"
"And you knew he was there the whole time?"
"Uh-huh!"
Lesson learned. Next time something's lost, ask the darn kid first!
