Who Nose?

This diary entry comes from the perspective of my husband, beacuse i was at work for this fun experience:) So hunny, take it!

Here goes. Mia and Aubrey had wanted a snack. And i thought, hey Mia has those candy necklaces left over from her birthday party at school. So i gave each of them one. Mia wanted to break hers apart and put it into a cup. So i gave her a cup. She was taking sips of the candy, and then about 10 min later, she said "daddy, my nose hurts" i asked "whats the matter?". she said "it hurts!" i looked at her nose and up it and didnt see a thing. Another 10 minuntes went by and she continued to complain about something being wrong with her nose. "Daddy!! There is something wrong with my nose!" So i gave it another hard look,spread her nostrils apart, and in her right nostril, caught a glimpse of something. So I got a flashlight, and shoved all the way up her nose, was a tiny piece of candy necklace. I just shook my head, had her blow her nose a few times, and out it came. Thats my story.

Good job honey. Now i would like to state that what goes on when i am not here is beyond my control, and that i asked Mia about the candy and she admitted to shoving it up her nose. Again, why would one do this, we will never know.

Grocery Store Stripper

As much as I dread grocery shopping with all three kids, i have found it necessary so as to get some me time after my husband gets home. To make this shopping trip a success, i need 2 carts, one for the food, and one for the kids. I need all kids to have been recently fed, and, ideally, a rather empty grocery store. Today, all the stars were aligned and i was given a not-so crowded store. On this particular day, however, my 2 year old for some reason, refused to wear pants, and begged me to put a diaper on her. She wouldnet tell me why, but it was warm, and so i complied. We walked into the Giant, and i got the same looks as i always do. The "oh that poor girl" look. I approached the deli counter and placed my order. The girls were actually behaving each other, the older ones singing to the baby. A middle aged man gave me a strange look and shook his head as he listened to my 2 year old sing "jingle bells" to my 8 month old. Hey, its not Christmas time, but i was impressed she remebered the song. We made our way through the store, me pushing one cart and pulling the other. Very matter of factly putting back all the food the kids were attempting to toss into the basket. As we approched the meat aisle, i noticed something. I was getting more looks than usual. More than the "i pity u look" or "that lady is crazy" look, this was a different look. I turned around, and there, in the middle of Giants meat aisle, was a diaper filled with poop, and my 2 year old's naked butt, for all the world to see! I gasped, my heart fell into my stomach, and i ran to get the diaper. Now not only was this a poopy diaper, but it was a monster of a turd!!!! I didnt know what to do, i panicked. So i just put the diaper back on her and quickly made my way through the rest of the store. Sometimes, there are just no words.

Say Cheese!

So today was picture day. Picture day always holds a barrel full of surprises. The kids are either going to be calm and cooperative or running around like maniacs. Unfortunately, because their chritsmas pictures were so easy, and turned out so well, i knew that these pictures would be a challenge. Aubrey was in rare form today, bouncing off every wall from the moment she hit the floor this morning. So when we arrived at the portrait studio for the pictures, i was not optimistic. Mia had a meltdown right upon entering the store, and aubrey was literally running circles around the desk. I smiled, embarrassed, and nervously laughing. I could tell what the photograhper was thinking "oh my god, these kids are out of control!" After i distracted Mia with a movie for a couple of minutes while i signed us in, and she took a breather, she calmed down and we entered the studio. Mia immediately started posing and Aubrey immediately started running laps around the studio. Running behind the backdrops, pushing around the cameras in the tracks on the ceilings, hiding behind my leg, and Lexi just sat on the floor staring, as she always does. The photpgraher, we'll call her "Tammy", said "My, they have alot of energy dont they?" Which I knew was code for "what do u feed these kids, and why cant you control them?" As i attempted to heard the kids towards the center for pictures, i heard clicks going off here and there, hoping that some good shots were being taken. Aubrey was not interested in any of this, and was interested only in running around Mia and Lexi as if they were playing duck-duck-goose. After what seemed like a 5 hr photo shoot, we were done, and I rounded up the gang to look at the pictures. Amazingly, some good pictures were taken! But needless to say, i didnt get one with all three smiling, and Aubrey looks stark-raving mad in most of her shots. Her hair is all wild and out of place and her eyes are as wide as she could get them, with the weirdest smile ever on her face. And those were my favorite shots.

Pooping Picasso

One wonders why a toddler would want to play in their own poo-poo. I have pondered that thought many times with my own two year old. From the mural that she so nicely painted on her bedroom wall,to the body painting she did about 4 months ago. But today, the weirdest of all diaper doozies took place. After putting my two and four year old down for a nap, my oldest screamed out from her top bunk,"Aubrey Poopied!" Of course she did, i thought. I walkeed into their room to find my oldest staring at her pillow. "Aubrey poopied-did in my piloow!" "huh?" i asked myself? But as i drew closer to the bed,my oldest lifted up the side of her pillow case, and inside was the biggest,mushiest turd i have ever seen! The thoughts raced through my head! "why would she do that!? what would make her do that?! Why in a pillow case?! How did she get in it there?!" Well, i then aksed her.."how did this get in here!?" and she plainly answered "i took it outta my diaper and put it in dare" "why?!" i asked. "umm..cuz." she answered. Nowhere, any parenting books that i have ever read,is it stated that my toddler would go through a phase of shoving poop into a pillowcase! But, if it had been, i wouldnt have believed it,would you?

Its gonna be a wild ride.

From sun up to sun down, and all the hours in between, my life is go,go,go. With three kids 4 and under, i dont know any different. The good,the bad,the smelly,the chunky,the slimey and the cuddly all make for a pretty interesting day. I have been married for 4 years and have had almost as many kids in those years. During the week I am a stay at home mom. And on the weekends, I work as a Registered Nurse at a local hospital. Although working opposite schedules is hard on me and my husband,we feel it is important that one of us is with our children. I am the mother of 3 beautiful girls. Mia,who just turned 4 this past staurday, is my very precious princess. Athletic,gentle,girly and dramatic,she is my oldest and definitely most in charge. Aubrey,who will be 3 on May 8th, is my wild child. They say every family has one, and she is it for me! Although she is kindhearted,very intelligent and motherly,she can send even the most patient person running to the nearest liquor store! Then last but not least, there is my little Lexi. At just 7 months, her easy going personality has been my saving grace on many an occasion. I cant wait to see just how she will develop over the coming months and years. I love being a mom,but i know its gonna be a wild ride.