Babies

I was just looking over my client spreadsheet wondering when the next due date is for mom's who have booked a photo session with me.
Me talking out loud just now, "When do I have more babies?"
Hunter:  "Wait, what?"
Me:  "I'm wondering when I have another newborn session to photograph."
Hunter:  "Oh, I thought you were having another baby."
Me:  "NOOOOOOO!!!!!"
Hunter:  "I know.  That would be horrifying!"
Me:  "Yes, yes it would."
Hunter:  "Yeah, I have enough brothers."

Soccer

Tyler, Brody & Greyson started playing soccer for the first time this Spring.  To be honest I've tried to steer them away from this sport due to memories of playing in rainy cold weather as a kid.  We have lucked out with sunny and fair weather so far, although today was mighty windy.  The season started a couple of weeks ago.

They all got brand new soccer gear from Nona including shin guards, soccer socks, balls and cleats.  They all coordinate so it's easy to tell whose is whose.  Even the balls match the shin guards!  I'm obviously easily impressed because I think that's pretty cool.  The boys love it so far.  They've each had two games each in addition to some practices.

Hunter's team is called "New York City."  He has decided he likes playing goalie so he has been taking turns with another boy named Rod, who has been on Hunter's basketball team as well as in religious ed with him in the past.  He also takes turns on the field and is keeping up with the other boys surprisingly well.  I say that only because he has never played soccer before but you wouldn't know it by watching him.

Tyler and Brody are on the same team and are called "The Sea Lions."  They are keeping track of which goal to try to score in and that's all you can hope for at their age (in my opinion).  It's so cute to watch them out there.  They were thrilled to get their first jersey.  Tyler came home today from his game telling me, "This time they (the opposing team) wore orange.  Last time they wore green.  They keep changing!"  I'm guessing that he thinks they were the same team but just changed colors.

Lunar eclipse

Last night there was a lunar eclipse and we promised Hunter that we'd wake him at 1 a.m. so he could see it.  I was in bed and woke up to him right next to my face saying, "Mom!  Wake up!  You're going to miss the lunar eclipse!"  John was up and woke him.  He was so excited....talking and talking in the middle of the night, running around trying to find a camera to take some pictures, etc.  Then he said, "I have GOT to share this tomorrow at school.  Emergency share!  Mrs. Lo Duca sometimes allows that if it's an emergency."

Dinosaur Problem

So it's always inevitable that when I am deep in thought at the computer researching something important that my boys are interrupting me every 30 seconds informing me such things as, "Mom!  Brody won't let me have a turn with that dinosaur!"  or "Mom!  Brody STILL won't let me have a turn with that dinosaur!"  You get the idea.  So today it happened again and I told them (as I often do), "Tyler, you are a big boy.  I know you can handle that problem on your own.  You don't need me for that."  About 15 minutes later they both came over by me and when I looked at them and saw their sweet, innocent, soft-skinned little faces I told them, "I love you boys so, so much!"  They both smiled very big and Tyler replied, "Even though we talk to you too much?"  I had to burst out laughing at that one.

Old phones

Here is the problem with giving your old phones to your children.  They fight over it.  Constantly.  And I take them away and threaten to recycle them.  They stop for a while.  Repeat.  This is what I heard just now when Hunter shared "his" phone with Tyler and discovered something tragic (in the eyes of an eight year old).
Hunter, "What the?  Tyler!  You are spending all of my cookies!!!  I used to have 300,000 cookies.  Now I only have 91,000!  Tyler!  That's it!  This game is NOW RESTRICTED!!!!

Worst Pinewood Derby ever!

Can you tell I have a few moments to update my blog?  Three posts in two days is not my norm!  I'm on a scrapbooking retreat right now and have three child-free days to scrapbook, sleep and pretty much do whatever my little heart desires.  I do this twice a year and it is blissful.  Unfortunately some of these posts are out of order but I'm just catching up on whatever comes to mind at the moment.

So...Pinewood Derby this year was interesting. 

Those who were in charge were having trouble getting the the computer used to time the cars to sync with the track.  This wasn't discovered until everyone had already eaten pizza and was ready to begin.  The Scouts and families were sitting around waiting for this problem to be fixed for about an hour.  Everyone was pretty restless.  Luckily the Girl Scouts were there earning their babysitting badge and had brought along a toy track that they had set up like their own little Pinewood Derby.  This kept Tyler, Brody and Greyson pretty happy and busy.  They never ended up getting the computer to work and had to go "old-school" and time the cars manually.  Hunter earned a medal for coming in 2nd place.

At the end of the event Mr. Dutelle asked what the boys thought of the Pinewood Derby and extended the mic out for comment.  Hunter has never been a shy one.  He leaned in and announced to the crowd, "Well actually this was the worst Pinewood Derby ever because of all the technical difficulties and we all had to wait around forever."  Everyone kind of laughed at this and I thought it was pretty funny, including me.  And then he kept going on and on about it...not as funny.  Speaking in front of large groups has never been a fear of yours.

First broken bone

About a week ago the boys were in the toy room, I was in the kitchen cooking and suddenly I heard Greyson screaming.  We aren't exactly sure what happened as the story was re-told by Tyler (four years old) but he said that Greyson was standing on the arm of the couch and fell (or jumped?) off.  He would not bear weight on it without screaming in pain.  He is usually such a tough little guy (having three older brothers helps that!) and barely ever cries when he falls down so we knew right away that we needed to take him to the doc.  It was (of course) after hours so we had to go the urgent care route.  There are several urgent care clinics right here in Oconomowoc so we are pretty lucky that way.  I took him to one while John stayed back and put the kids to bed.  We got in right away.  The nurses told us that he was officially the cutest patient they had had all day.  They gave us a room that had a broken t.v. which Greyson was a bit disappointed about.  I helped cheer him up by downloading "Angry Birds" onto my cell and allowing him to play.  They x-rayed it and let us know that they didn't see a break but that didn't mean that there wasn't one there that was hidden in the growth plates.  They gave him a splint and told us to follow up with an orthopedic doctor in the morning.  Greyson did not like that splint.  He wouldn't try to walk with it at all.  The whole next day he wouldn't walk or even crawl (the splint cut into the back of his knee) so he'd just sit wherever I placed him and would yell to me when he wanted to move.  I would then proceed to pick him up and move him.  It was an interesting day.  I got an appointment with the Orthopedic Doctor that afternoon.  He unfortunately had to x-ray it again and found the same results.  He told us that it is either sprained or broken and it is hard to see a break with all of the cartilage in a foot his age.  Either way the treatment is the same and that is to cast it because they don't make walking boots his size.  He asked Greyson what color he wanted and he chose orange.  Other than a few complaints the first day saying, "I no want this!" and "Take off!" it hasn't taken very long for him to adjust to having the cast.  In fact, a week after getting it he is already attempting to run around the house with it.  We do our best to slow him down but the doctor said it was okay for him to walk on it.  Running might be a little much.

Christmas post in March....I'm behind!

Where do I begin?  Let's start with Christmas.  I know it's March but this Momma's behind in her blogging (like normal) and it's no time like the present. 

For Christmas Eve this year we went to mass as a family, like always.  After John dropped us off at the entrance to the church and parked the van the sliding door got stuck in the open position and wouldn't close.  It was freezing cold outside and after half an hour of trying John wasn't able to get it shut.  At the beginning of mass Father Mike announced a "public service announcement" letting everyone know that there was a van in the parking lot that had the door wide open.  He said, "We don't have a license plate number but there is a sticker on the back that reads 'Got Twins Plus One.'  There was no hiding...we raised our hand and admitted that it was ours and that the door was stuck open.  Father Mike responded with, "The second collection will be for this family here!"  Ha!

This year the boys had some top picks for gifts.  Hunter wanted an electric scooter (which Noni & Nona bought for him), and a tablet of some sort (which Santa brought him called a Zeki).  The twins really wanted this thing called a micro charger set.  It's these tiniest cars you've ever seen that zoom around this track and race each other.  Auntie Jen & Uncle Darrin got them that.  The three youngest wanted Bright Light pillows.  They are like "Pillow Pets" (pillows in the shape of a stuffed animal) that light up at night.  Brody got a penguin, Tyler got a doggie and Greyson got a seal.  Hunter spent most of the day playing Monopoly Empire with Uncle Mark.  We all had a great dinner together (with Noni, Nona, Uncle Hank and Uncle Mark) and just enjoyed each others company.  What a great Christmas!

Googolplex

We had a super stellar (can't say enough about her) babysitter who taught the twins the word "googolplex."  They're pretty obsessed with this word and use it all time.  Apparently it means (and I did not even know this until they taught it to me) some super big number.  So tonight at dinner when I said, "I love you boys so much.  Are you going to love me forever?"  (I know, a silly question but it was asked after a glass of wine or two.) when Tyler replied, "We'll love you until googolplex!" that really meant something special.  I love my boys!