<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238</id><updated>2011-11-27T18:28:21.708-06:00</updated><category term='nap time'/><title type='text'>Mami of Triplets</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-7378536870844531169</id><published>2011-01-02T22:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T22:27:55.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovery Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TSFQSuGO18I/AAAAAAAAA24/qMYQQNkf2ts/s1600/1-2-20111.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TSFQSuGO18I/AAAAAAAAA24/qMYQQNkf2ts/s400/1-2-20111.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a great time taking the kiddos to Discovery Green.  I am happy they are finally somewhat old enough to enjoy some outdoor stuff.  The lighting was perfect for some pictures since I don't have any new updated ones.  Take a look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-7378536870844531169?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/7378536870844531169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=7378536870844531169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7378536870844531169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7378536870844531169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2011/01/discovery-green.html' title='Discovery Green'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TSFQSuGO18I/AAAAAAAAA24/qMYQQNkf2ts/s72-c/1-2-20111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-7103627016139195444</id><published>2011-01-02T21:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:09:51.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2011, ringing it in with a bang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TSE9_nL217I/AAAAAAAAA2c/ah1X8p0LJgw/s1600/1-2-2011.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TSE9_nL217I/AAAAAAAAA2c/ah1X8p0LJgw/s320/1-2-2011.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I spent a majority part of the night inside our computer room watching the fireworks with Sebastian.  Behind the window of course.  For some reason this was not his year to be outside like we planned.  At one point, he was walking up the driveway, heard one firework *POP* and started running.  And then went down running.  And busted his nose on the concrete.  Again.  Seriously, I need to get this kid a helmet.  The girls on the other hand had a BLAST!  I had to keep yelling from inside for someone to get them away from the street.  They were having SO much fun!  Kinda hate that I missed it, but I loved spending some quality time with my baby boy since he rarely sits still long enough for me to think about lovin' on him!  We did get outside for the last bit of fireworks at midnight.  And with the help of my brother covering his ears, I was able to get some shots of the girls doing their first of what I assume will be many many sparklers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we actually even missed the "MIDNIGHT" thing, but we kissed and hugged and it was an awesome time with family and friends.  Which is the way it should always be.  Could not have asked for a better night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year Peeps...may 2011 bring even better things than 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-7103627016139195444?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/7103627016139195444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=7103627016139195444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7103627016139195444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7103627016139195444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-ringing-it-in-with-bang.html' title='2011, ringing it in with a bang!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TSE9_nL217I/AAAAAAAAA2c/ah1X8p0LJgw/s72-c/1-2-2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-5360041728154822282</id><published>2011-01-02T20:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T20:55:07.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Bow Holder Tutorial</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TSE6iosxePI/AAAAAAAAA2U/o5UALVxVrKM/s1600/12-30-2010%25281%2529.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TSE6iosxePI/AAAAAAAAA2U/o5UALVxVrKM/s320/12-30-2010%25281%2529.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style='clear:both; 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Thanks to this post, I will be avoiding bulky items in my bathroom come potty training time.  So thanks to Michelle over at Three Men and Lady!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-1204496649309547979?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/1204496649309547979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=1204496649309547979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/1204496649309547979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/1204496649309547979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-love-blogs.html' title='I LOVE Blogs!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-8526129067299845289</id><published>2010-12-20T04:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T04:53:41.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocent conversation</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Kayla's 21st birthday.  Dinner was at 6:00 p.m. at Mambo's.  And on our way, I am driving carefully through traffic and this is what Sebastian said to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebastian: Mama, I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wannnn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iiiit&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What do you want baby?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sebastian&lt;/span&gt;: Mama,  I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wannnn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iiit&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tell me what you want baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebastian: The moon, mama.  I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wannn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iiitt&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The innocence of his words brought me to a halt.  I love my son!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-8526129067299845289?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/8526129067299845289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=8526129067299845289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8526129067299845289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8526129067299845289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2010/12/innocent-conversation.html' title='Innocent conversation'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-7145898005682164423</id><published>2010-12-20T04:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T00:34:20.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One more Christmas present COMPLETE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQ8waSJK5JI/AAAAAAAAA08/qqcGwGTdF0Q/s1600/12-20-2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQ8waSJK5JI/AAAAAAAAA08/qqcGwGTdF0Q/s320/12-20-2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used a super easy tutorial by Paige, which can be found &lt;a href="http://simplyhandmadebypaige.blogspot.com/2010/12/ruffle-headband-tutorial.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  I've gone thru her blog and she is so super talented and only 14!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-7145898005682164423?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/7145898005682164423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=7145898005682164423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7145898005682164423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7145898005682164423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-more-christmas-present-complete.html' title='One more Christmas present COMPLETE'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQ8waSJK5JI/AAAAAAAAA08/qqcGwGTdF0Q/s72-c/12-20-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-1524753950710643971</id><published>2010-12-15T02:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T02:29:46.254-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In my Daddy's shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQh8eaW1A2I/AAAAAAAAA00/8F72juO0do0/s1600/12-15-20101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQh8eaW1A2I/AAAAAAAAA00/8F72juO0do0/s320/12-15-20101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-1524753950710643971?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/1524753950710643971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=1524753950710643971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/1524753950710643971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/1524753950710643971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2010/12/in-my-daddys-shoes.html' title='In my Daddy&apos;s shoes'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQh8eaW1A2I/AAAAAAAAA00/8F72juO0do0/s72-c/12-15-20101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-132186607940786823</id><published>2010-12-15T02:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T02:18:47.791-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No more BIG tree for us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQh55-FEmiI/AAAAAAAAA0s/hHWFOjtxsD4/s1600/DSC02721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQh55-FEmiI/AAAAAAAAA0s/hHWFOjtxsD4/s320/DSC02721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's OFFICIAL! Today the 7 1/2 foot tree we purchased last weekend was taken down.  And why you may ask...well I'll tell you.  Because three curious little boogers decided to pull it down by the lights and break some of my favorite ornaments.  So it's over.  We'll try again next year...HOPEFULLY!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-132186607940786823?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/132186607940786823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=132186607940786823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/132186607940786823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/132186607940786823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-more-big-tree-for-us.html' title='No more BIG tree for us'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQh55-FEmiI/AAAAAAAAA0s/hHWFOjtxsD4/s72-c/DSC02721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-8079702764025539543</id><published>2010-12-15T01:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T01:31:47.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The regrettable photo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQhu4px0ElI/AAAAAAAAA0k/2CBs9ny7dtk/s1600/DSC02632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQhu4px0ElI/AAAAAAAAA0k/2CBs9ny7dtk/s320/DSC02632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  This is what happens when Mommy is trying to get ready and Sebastian won't leave my flat iron alone.  He gets his hair done too!  I am still in shock he let me do this to him.  I couldn't help myself!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-8079702764025539543?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/8079702764025539543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=8079702764025539543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8079702764025539543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8079702764025539543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2010/12/regrettable-photo.html' title='The regrettable photo...'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQhu4px0ElI/AAAAAAAAA0k/2CBs9ny7dtk/s72-c/DSC02632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-4997948516573924667</id><published>2010-12-13T18:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T18:14:39.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitting the ground running</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQa27_SCGAI/AAAAAAAAA0c/OUhrotRjPQE/s1600/DSC02450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQa27_SCGAI/AAAAAAAAA0c/OUhrotRjPQE/s320/DSC02450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  My son knows how to give new meaning to things.  "Hit the ground running" is one of them.  Because that is exactly what he did.  We went to my Mom's for dinner last weekend, and as we were walking up the driveway, Sebastian ran and then fell.  And this picture shows the outcome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man oh man, this boy is gonna give me a heart attack before I'm 30.  And most of you know that is NOT far away!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-4997948516573924667?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/4997948516573924667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=4997948516573924667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4997948516573924667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4997948516573924667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2010/12/hitting-ground-running.html' title='Hitting the ground running'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQa27_SCGAI/AAAAAAAAA0c/OUhrotRjPQE/s72-c/DSC02450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-5943362176175239956</id><published>2010-12-12T02:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T02:38:11.884-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my faves!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQSJ86mIiEI/AAAAAAAAA0U/LMyZIYpbHZ0/s1600/DSC01976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQSJ86mIiEI/AAAAAAAAA0U/LMyZIYpbHZ0/s320/DSC01976.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-5943362176175239956?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/5943362176175239956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=5943362176175239956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/5943362176175239956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/5943362176175239956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-of-my-faves.html' title='One of my faves!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQSJ86mIiEI/AAAAAAAAA0U/LMyZIYpbHZ0/s72-c/DSC01976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-6467979643413996603</id><published>2010-12-12T01:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T01:48:03.907-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Triplets Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQR-Me_aEKI/AAAAAAAAAz8/yd4ply--QQY/s1600/11-16-2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQR-Me_aEKI/AAAAAAAAAz8/yd4ply--QQY/s320/11-16-2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  This room is a constant work in progress.  However, I can say it's been like this for over a month so I feel confident it may stay like this for a bit.  With that said, toddler beds are from the devil!  Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine the torture that would come with these 3 little beds.  I wish, wish, wish I never would have made this decision to get them out of cribs but it had to be done. And now I pay the price...MISERY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on that subject when I have more time.  Right now I gotta go put Dani to sleep.  AGAIN!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-6467979643413996603?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/6467979643413996603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=6467979643413996603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/6467979643413996603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/6467979643413996603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2010/12/triplets-room.html' title='Triplets Room'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQR-Me_aEKI/AAAAAAAAAz8/yd4ply--QQY/s72-c/11-16-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-9217704218632544937</id><published>2010-12-12T01:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T01:32:06.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Houston Zoo with my girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQR6ddKM7CI/AAAAAAAAAz0/6P0BY_dlqe0/s1600/DSC02439-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQR6ddKM7CI/AAAAAAAAAz0/6P0BY_dlqe0/s320/DSC02439-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Took the girls to the zoo last Sunday by myself.  Sebastian and Daddy decided to take a nap, while the girls and I were wide awake.  I don't think I have left the house that quickly in a while.  I got dressed, dressed the girls, packed a bag and grabbed snacks and sippy cups in about 20 minutes.  I think that is a new record for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From leopards, to sleeping lions, and baby elephants, we totally enjoyed the day.  Just me and my girls!  I cannot wait to have more days like this with them.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-9217704218632544937?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/9217704218632544937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=9217704218632544937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/9217704218632544937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/9217704218632544937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2010/12/houston-zoo-with-my-girls.html' title='Houston Zoo with my girls'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQR6ddKM7CI/AAAAAAAAAz0/6P0BY_dlqe0/s72-c/DSC02439-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-7144458888217332092</id><published>2010-12-12T01:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T01:17:37.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sebastian Loves Shoes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQR3EUcBrlI/AAAAAAAAAzs/sil9Y-1vA3E/s1600/DSC02433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQR3EUcBrlI/AAAAAAAAAzs/sil9Y-1vA3E/s320/DSC02433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-7144458888217332092?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/7144458888217332092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=7144458888217332092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7144458888217332092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7144458888217332092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2010/12/sebastian-loves-shoes.html' title='Sebastian Loves Shoes!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TQR3EUcBrlI/AAAAAAAAAzs/sil9Y-1vA3E/s72-c/DSC02433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-7539231181148058905</id><published>2010-11-30T12:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T12:16:05.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to get back to the blog</title><content type='html'>Wow, it has been FOREVER since I updated this here blog.  Even if for my own sanity, I will try my best to get back to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-7539231181148058905?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/7539231181148058905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=7539231181148058905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7539231181148058905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7539231181148058905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2010/11/time-to-get-back-to-blog.html' title='Time to get back to the blog'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-4942545924396169198</id><published>2010-03-02T11:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:43:13.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Georgia Grace $50 Gift Card GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2010/02/georgia-grace-50-gift-card-guest.html"&gt;Georgia Grace $50 Gift Card GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-4942545924396169198?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2010/02/georgia-grace-50-gift-card-guest.html' title='Georgia Grace $50 Gift Card GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/4942545924396169198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=4942545924396169198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4942545924396169198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4942545924396169198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2010/03/georgia-grace-50-gift-card-guest.html' title='Georgia Grace $50 Gift Card GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-1922579160992521267</id><published>2010-01-11T01:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T01:17:19.464-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nap time'/><title type='text'>Wild Nap</title><content type='html'>Wow, how time has flown by. I haven't posted anything in a while and so many things have happened it's crazy! I promise to post all about Christmas, the Christening, New Years, everything. But for now, check out these pictures of the girls hair after they woke up from a nap the other day. Wild!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gabriella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425377764414658866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/S0rQVPQ9GTI/AAAAAAAAAyw/1Fe5eojSTKE/s400/DSC07209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daniella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425377752483840306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/S0rQUi0bQTI/AAAAAAAAAyo/yo_4II8ZmoQ/s400/DSC07206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-1922579160992521267?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/1922579160992521267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=1922579160992521267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/1922579160992521267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/1922579160992521267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2010/01/wild-nap.html' title='Wild Nap'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/S0rQVPQ9GTI/AAAAAAAAAyw/1Fe5eojSTKE/s72-c/DSC07209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-3714543114955465681</id><published>2009-12-16T16:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T16:20:23.577-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Neige $100 Gift Card GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/12/neige-100-gift-card-guest-giveaway.html"&gt;Neige $100 Gift Card GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-3714543114955465681?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/12/neige-100-gift-card-guest-giveaway.html' title='Neige $100 Gift Card GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/3714543114955465681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=3714543114955465681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/3714543114955465681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/3714543114955465681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/12/neige-100-gift-card-guest-giveaway.html' title='Neige $100 Gift Card GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-9104964959162972342</id><published>2009-11-03T12:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:59:03.257-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-13.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-13.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; 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They don't come any better.  It was just cool enough with the blazin' sun for a tshirt and jeans and a day at the park.  And that is exactly what we did.  Sean had the day off and we slept in which nowadays is like 9 am.  Instead of what it used to be, like 2pm.  But whose counting.  Anyway.  So we got a late start but managed to get to this beautiful park in The Woodlands.  We got on the swings and the slide and ate sand and all kinds of crap.  I found out Sebastian didn't like the feel of the grass.  It was great.  And then we took a walk and checked out the ducks and I asked this guy to take a picture of us and got the best family picture I have ever seen.  Thanks to that guy.  Whoever you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we headed home about 4:30 ish and put the kids to bed.  I still had the girls ears to make for their Minnie costume so I got to work.  After working for over 2 hours, the ears didn't work.  We bathed the kids and handed out candy as we got them dressed.  And then headed out to my Mom's for dinner around 8.  I wish it really were as simple as it sounds, but do you have any idea how hard it is to dress 3 1 year olds?  Crap.  That's alot of work.  But we managed to get there, eat, have a good time and then back home.  My brother came by to show us Boo in his monkey costume.  Damn my camera battery for running out that I didn't get a picture of him.  But he looked so cute.  And then we passed out.  God we were so exhausted.  That was a long and perfect day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't get much better than that!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new favorite family picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SvCLNKBUiwI/AAAAAAAAAyE/l9DRkzpEmAo/s1600-h/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SvCLNKBUiwI/AAAAAAAAAyE/l9DRkzpEmAo/s400/152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399969011361680130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-9104964959162972342?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/9104964959162972342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=9104964959162972342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/9104964959162972342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/9104964959162972342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-weekend.html' title='Halloween weekend'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SvCLNKBUiwI/AAAAAAAAAyE/l9DRkzpEmAo/s72-c/152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-1240000620871452860</id><published>2009-10-24T04:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T04:58:07.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Gabriella</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SuLLQa0LhlI/AAAAAAAAAx8/m-GdNBA1gaU/s1600-h/DSC01912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396098786479801938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SuLLQa0LhlI/AAAAAAAAAx8/m-GdNBA1gaU/s400/DSC01912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Gabriella,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Where do I start. You look so much like me it is uncanny. But you are so much like your Daddy in your personality it even worse. I have never met a more go with the flow baby. Don't get me wrong, you know what you want. But by God girl, you do things on your own time and not even the hand of God will change that. You are at your own pace. Gaby's pace. And I love that. You do what you want when you want to. I can't get over how long your hair is. It seems like it grown overnight sometimes. But most of all, I love how you have to tilt your head back and peak out between the strands of your air to get a peak. Especially in the morning when I haven't pulled your hair back yet. I love your big beautiful eyes. You have such a sweet sneaky look about you. You will have everybody fooled. Mark my words. But you are developing into a very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mischievous&lt;/span&gt; girl. By the second. You get into anything you can get your hands on. You &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;have the&lt;/span&gt; biggest attention to detail it blows my mind. For you to come and put your finger on the tip of a needle while I sew at 12 months old is mind boggling. And even worse is the fact that you were glasses. I have to admit I was scared to even order them. I didn't want you to be that girl. But I can't deny that you look oh so adorable with your pink glasses. I so hope you are a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; girl. I look forward to shopping trips to the mall with Dani. Getting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mani&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pedi's&lt;/span&gt;. And gossiping about what nerds your Dad and Sebastian are. And the cute boys in school. I love the fact that I got 2 girls. And even more the fact that you are one of them. I could not have hand-picked you myself and better. I love your insane laugh. How you almost always manage to crinkle your nose when you laugh. And how it's so loud. And deep. You make these loud screams everywhere. And if I copy you, you never stop. You think it's the funniest thing. You are crazy beautiful in your own way. I love how you wrap your fingers around your cheek when you suck your thumb. Or how you go crazy in the bath tub like your swimming when Daddy eggs you on. That is too funny. I too have video of this. You are also either the laziest baby or the smartest. I think maybe the smartest. You know when you want to be carried even though you can crawl very well and your Dad and I agree that we think you can walk as well, but you secretly hide it so we'll keep carrying you. That's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. Just remember we too will get old one day and you will have to carry us around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love you so much &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gabba&lt;/span&gt; girl. You have no idea. But you are the worst sleeper. Ever. You stick your feet in my back and move all over the place. You got that from me by the way. Your father will forever complain that we are the worst people to sleep next to. But that's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. I still l&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ove&lt;/span&gt; to kiss you first thing in the morning. Right on the corner of your mouth. My silly girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-1240000620871452860?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/1240000620871452860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=1240000620871452860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/1240000620871452860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/1240000620871452860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-gabriella.html' title='Dear Gabriella'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SuLLQa0LhlI/AAAAAAAAAx8/m-GdNBA1gaU/s72-c/DSC01912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-7723309413225741630</id><published>2009-10-24T03:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T04:24:01.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Sebastian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SuLB13f5lvI/AAAAAAAAAx0/OUCbHbFfEFQ/s1600-h/DSC04456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396088434718250738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SuLB13f5lvI/AAAAAAAAAx0/OUCbHbFfEFQ/s400/DSC04456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh my Sebastian. What am I gonna do with you? I honestly don't know. I can say though that I did not expect for you to be so much like me when you look just like your Dad. Oh dear God. Ever since you were born, anybody would have bet money that you were my favorite. Truth is, I needed you to be alive. Plain and simple. You were the first one out to bat when it came to getting healthy. Almost off the IV fluids when you developed an infection that could have taken your life. And after all that. And after coming home. To go back there. To have to take my sweet baby boy for your surgery. By myself because Daddy had to work. We woke up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;early&lt;/span&gt; you and me. I left you in your pj's because it was cold out. I sat in a chair at Texas Children's hospital with you. My son. And as I stared out the window I could hear all the other kids playing in the background that I knew could very easily be there for so much worse than us. And when the surgeon came to talk to me, he assured me he would take care of you like you were his. He even mentioned his son had the same hernia surgery. But that never made me feel better. And when they called your name, my heart sank. And after more waiting, the doctor came again. But this time is was to take you away. And I can still see very clearly the man with the white hair in his scrubs walking away with my baby in his arms. Walking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the double doors. With you. Away from me. The next 45 minutes were agonizing. I remembered the day I held you. The very first day. 3 days old. You were so tiny. You fir right on my chest. And you loved hanging out. You hardly ever made the machines beep while I was holding you. And as you grew, I knew you would look just like your Dad. I absolutely knew it. And I am glad you do. Fast forward 15 months and here we are. Oh my! You sure do give me a run for my money. You are my main man you know that. The perseverance you exude is unimaginable. If you want it, you're gonna get it. You were the first to crawl, the first to pull up, the first to walk. And I will show you the video that I have yet to post one day and that I haven't for editing purposes. (Meaning, I still haven't been able to edit the screaming fit your mother went into when you walked away from me). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You get into anything and everything. You have the most stubborn personality I have ever seen. I wonder where you get it?!?! When you want it, you need to have it. And if you don't, you have no problem letting me know you are unhappy. But now you started giving kisses. And you will soon learn that those are your ticket. Your ticket for never getting in trouble. EVER. Your eyes will melt every girl. And even though Daddy kids around about getting a bigger gun because of your sisters, I have a feeling you won't be far behind. Your curly hair is insane and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;untamable&lt;/span&gt;. I have to find you something to put in your hair or you will have an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;afro&lt;/span&gt; before your second birthday. And I don't wanna hear about it 20 years from now when you mention to your therapist that I showed these pictures to your girlfriends. But they are so cute. I love that you almost always have a single curl on the top of your head that is the perfect curl. Your eyes are a honey colored brown and sometimes green. When you walk, you look like a little drunk baby. You have your hands in the air and wobble a bit. It's quite possibly one of the cutest things I have ever witnessed. Any you have some stiff competition. I love all the noises you make. It seems as though every morning there is a new one added to the collection. You get that from your Dad though. All the sound effects. If there was a sound effect needed for the sound the earth makes as it turns, I guarantee that you and your Dad could do it. No doubt. But above all that, I love how round your tummy gets after you eat. And how you laugh after you burp. And how you are insanely obsessed with doors. Anything about doors. Opening, closing. You name it. But above all that, you are so sweet. You love me to hold you if you don't feel well. When you sit on my lap and lay your head on me. That pretty much made my year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gordingy&lt;/span&gt;. More than words could say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-7723309413225741630?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/7723309413225741630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=7723309413225741630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7723309413225741630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7723309413225741630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-sebastian.html' title='Dear Sebastian'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SuLB13f5lvI/AAAAAAAAAx0/OUCbHbFfEFQ/s72-c/DSC04456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-2200217599389142836</id><published>2009-10-24T03:19:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T04:53:40.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Dani</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SuK-JJbpuuI/AAAAAAAAAxs/2qg_K817CGE/s1600-h/DSC03981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396084367903275746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SuK-JJbpuuI/AAAAAAAAAxs/2qg_K817CGE/s400/DSC03981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Daniella,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You were the first baby I ever saw and kissed on the night you were born. The head of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; carried you in his hands and brought you to me. I don't think I even saw your face from all the tears. But I kissed you. And you were mine. You were also the last &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;baby I&lt;/span&gt; got to hold. On accident. Mom and I walked into the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; one day and the nurse was giving you a nice warm bath. I will show you the video one day. She was changing the sheets of your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;isolette&lt;/span&gt; and she asked me to hold you for a minute while she did that. My heart exploded. It was the first time you were in my hands. Away from the 4 little walls that kept you safe. And away from me. You were always to the right in the first part of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt;. You were the last of the 3 of you to be born. You moves were so graceful in there. You were so tiny. Always the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;itty&lt;/span&gt; bitty baby. You would cling to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pinky&lt;/span&gt; when I poked my hand in there and made the machines make all kinds of noises when I told you to be a good girl. And as time has gone by, you keep growing and changing right before my eyes. You are my starry eyed girl. You have the most intense look about you. I love that your eyelashes curl at just the right place. And that you are the one with the least amount of hair, but it is so you. You were the first to give me kisses. Those open-mouthed slobbery kisses that I love. Your my little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tookie&lt;/span&gt; monster. I love when you smile, I can see the extra tooth you have that your brother and sister don't have. And knowing that you have one &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;up'd&lt;/span&gt; them without them even knowing. You are also the best one to sleep with. You cuddle right under my arms and sleep so peacefully. Your giggle is amazing. I could hear you giggle forever. You also have the cutest belly button I have ever seen. Thank you for always coming to me. You come and sit on my lap and suck your thumb. And you make me feel like a real Mom when you lay your head on my chest as if that was the best place you could ever be. I love to hear you call me Mama. I love the look on your face when I acknowledge you called me. It's as though you know how important you are to me for answering you. And even though you don't yet ask for anything, you still have this look on your face like that was all you wanted. To be acknowledged. The way you play &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PeekaBoo&lt;/span&gt; is too cool. Your hands go to the back of your head and you close your eyes. And even though you should cover your eyes, that's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. Because this is our way to play. And nobody &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt;. You have a heart of gold sweet baby girl. And that comes out of you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; every pore. I want that to rub off on me. Your personality is one of a kind. I love how you shake your head to dance een though it looks like you are saying NO! Not just no, but NO! How you make a mad dash to the couch or look towards the tv any time you so much as even think your M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E. Seriously. Your dangerous. But it's too funny not to enjoy. And to see how much you really are into it. I love the way you dance when I play music really loud. Some you like and some you don't. But you dance anyway. You hate when I say Mama back to you in that loud voice. You start to cry every time. I know I shouldn't think it's funny. But it is.  I so hope you are the one that enjoys movies.  I have a feeling that you and I are goona be up late at night while everyone else is sleeping watching girly movies on the flat screen.  Staying up super late and sleeping in while the others make us breakfast.  I can't wait.  You are so gorgeous.  In every. Single. Way.  I could not imagine you without your birth mark on your cheek.  It's getting smaller.  I think it is so you.  Like the cherry on top of a sundae.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to seeing the world &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; your eyes. To experience things with you. And I wonder what type of girl you'll be. Will you be the sporty girl or the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; girl? Or maybe both. Who knows. But one thing is for sure. You'll always be my starry eyed girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Tookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-2200217599389142836?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/2200217599389142836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=2200217599389142836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/2200217599389142836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/2200217599389142836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-dani.html' title='Dear Dani'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SuK-JJbpuuI/AAAAAAAAAxs/2qg_K817CGE/s72-c/DSC03981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-98850997619370567</id><published>2009-10-21T17:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T17:48:36.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's lunch date</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago we surprised Sean at work for lunch.  It was my full intention to post this, but I think with the millions of pictures I take, these sort of got lost in the shuffle.  But here are the ones I took from our first outing to ELG Metals for a visit.  We loved spending time with Daddy and the kiddos even got to eat junk.  I am not one to give the McDonald's since I cook about 95% of what they eat.  But this day, Daddy took it upon himself to feed them fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had a blast hanging out even thous it took us about 45 minutes to get back home.  The kiddos took a long nap on the way back.  We also stopped by to see Aunt Barbara who had not seen them since they were still in the NICU.  Sebastian was totally into her.  Gaby was just Gaby.  And Dani was like in hysterics any time she got near her.  But atleast they got to meet her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St-OpxatRWI/AAAAAAAAAxk/xz5FxgX5UzE/s1600-h/DSC04081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395187726904280418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St-OpxatRWI/AAAAAAAAAxk/xz5FxgX5UzE/s400/DSC04081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St-Opat2MtI/AAAAAAAAAxc/mFyPZSrM1xQ/s1600-h/DSC04078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395187720810541778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St-Opat2MtI/AAAAAAAAAxc/mFyPZSrM1xQ/s400/DSC04078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St-Oo3rvKOI/AAAAAAAAAxU/VCijzHhMf0I/s1600-h/DSC04073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395187711406450914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St-Oo3rvKOI/AAAAAAAAAxU/VCijzHhMf0I/s400/DSC04073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St-Ood13OMI/AAAAAAAAAxM/8GopXPWzX50/s1600-h/DSC04072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395187704469600450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St-Ood13OMI/AAAAAAAAAxM/8GopXPWzX50/s400/DSC04072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-98850997619370567?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/98850997619370567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=98850997619370567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/98850997619370567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/98850997619370567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/10/daddys-lunch-date.html' title='Daddy&apos;s lunch date'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St-OpxatRWI/AAAAAAAAAxk/xz5FxgX5UzE/s72-c/DSC04081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-7984210365155412242</id><published>2009-10-20T00:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T00:53:40.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the weekend pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1QUoTcnpI/AAAAAAAAAxE/2QENhAVhrkI/s1600-h/DSC04661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394556244006313618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1QUoTcnpI/AAAAAAAAAxE/2QENhAVhrkI/s400/DSC04661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1QTxhHdGI/AAAAAAAAAw8/ilccwhDgDgA/s1600-h/DSC04593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394556229299696738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1QTxhHdGI/AAAAAAAAAw8/ilccwhDgDgA/s400/DSC04593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1QTTralcI/AAAAAAAAAw0/PXWC6x2fIVM/s1600-h/DSC04616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394556221289829826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1QTTralcI/AAAAAAAAAw0/PXWC6x2fIVM/s400/DSC04616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1QS7I_ucI/AAAAAAAAAws/J2_pkGYj-Jg/s1600-h/DSC04610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394556214703012290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1QS7I_ucI/AAAAAAAAAws/J2_pkGYj-Jg/s400/DSC04610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-7984210365155412242?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/7984210365155412242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=7984210365155412242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7984210365155412242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7984210365155412242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/10/over-weekend-pictures.html' title='Over the weekend pictures'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1QUoTcnpI/AAAAAAAAAxE/2QENhAVhrkI/s72-c/DSC04661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-4165327545948216282</id><published>2009-10-20T00:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T00:46:55.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running errands</title><content type='html'>So planning is officially in full effect for the christening.  And &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; know how I love to plan a party.  The decorations, the ideas get flowing.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahhhh&lt;/span&gt;! The sweet smell of sleep deprivation topped with stress and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; paper.  That is how I roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last Friday I summoned my Mom in her day off to go run errands.  First we went to about half a dozen locations that sell goodies for christenings.  As the day went on and the screams of hungry children went on in the background, I decided we needed to eat.  I honestly thought we would have been home by the time we stopped to eat.  And so the only place available, that was not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;, was Burger King.  By the way, I have boycotted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;.  Google it on PETA and you will see why.  Anyway, so we stopped and got some food and some really cute pictures of the kiddos and their hats.  And then to Office Depot we went for some supplies.  Here are some pictures of the day.  I have way more than this, but I seriously do not have the head to edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gabriella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1MtYHLs6I/AAAAAAAAAwc/cZV5nQ94-78/s1600-h/DSC04564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394552271110124450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1MtYHLs6I/AAAAAAAAAwc/cZV5nQ94-78/s400/DSC04564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daniella&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1Ms5pneUI/AAAAAAAAAwU/DwaRdZIW2hM/s1600-h/DSC04560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394552262933051714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1Ms5pneUI/AAAAAAAAAwU/DwaRdZIW2hM/s400/DSC04560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sebastian&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1MshEGkUI/AAAAAAAAAwM/mmYdamM9-8E/s1600-h/DSC04553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394552256333254978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1MshEGkUI/AAAAAAAAAwM/mmYdamM9-8E/s400/DSC04553.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Office Depot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394552278058520178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1Mtx_zznI/AAAAAAAAAwk/YpsxKfQg34U/s400/DSC04578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S.  I usually bring in the strollers, but this was supposed to be a quick trip.  You know the in and out kind.  That didn't happen.  But they had fun in the cart and walking around Office Depot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank goodness there weren't that many people.  But then again, I highly doubt this place gets a rush of people like oh say &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;.  Ha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-4165327545948216282?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/4165327545948216282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=4165327545948216282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4165327545948216282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4165327545948216282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/10/running-errands.html' title='Running errands'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/St1MtYHLs6I/AAAAAAAAAwc/cZV5nQ94-78/s72-c/DSC04564.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-6273656290183385881</id><published>2009-10-19T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:24:13.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah and Lilah GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/10/noah-and-lilah-guest-giveaway.html"&gt;Noah and Lilah GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-6273656290183385881?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/10/noah-and-lilah-guest-giveaway.html' title='Noah and Lilah GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/6273656290183385881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=6273656290183385881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/6273656290183385881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/6273656290183385881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/10/noah-and-lilah-guest-giveaway.html' title='Noah and Lilah GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-455074623171505615</id><published>2009-10-19T17:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T17:53:30.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I DIE!</title><content type='html'>Wow, I could easily spend the next three days attached to my chair and eyes glued to the monitor when I came across this site today.  Only because my babies have to eat dinner will &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;I unglue&lt;/span&gt; myself from the screen.  Sorry Babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Shawn...you gotta check out this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.i-do-it-yourself.com/"&gt;http://www.i-do-it-yourself.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-455074623171505615?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/455074623171505615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=455074623171505615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/455074623171505615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/455074623171505615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-die.html' title='I DIE!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-4558392705072669814</id><published>2009-10-15T22:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:09:51.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day</title><content type='html'>So we were off tho the mall today in an effort to get some air after these rainy indoor days.  I swear the walls cave in at my house sometimes.  And no I don't need to be on any &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; for that. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Daniella was especially clingy and as I'm rushing I tell her, "Don't you wanna go see Uncle Goose?" to which she replies "Ca-Goo?"  Yes my friends, she said "Ca-Goo".  And as interpreted by me, she meant Uncle Goose.  Holy hell!  My 14 month old just spoke.  I am astonished as to how quickly they learn.  We also had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ECI&lt;/span&gt; come in on Wednesday to which I will add a longer post later.  But we went and had a great time and even had to wash Sebastian's ass in the sink again at the mall.  Seriously!  Sorry Aunt K for getting poop on you at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Abercrombie&lt;/span&gt;.  But for real, we are glad that you didn't puke.  We would never live that down, especially at that store.  And we like that store.  A million times thank you for being the trooper Aunt you always are!  Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some pictures of the day, including one of Boo.  He has crazy baby hair like my babies did when they were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;itty&lt;/span&gt;-bitty.  Kisses to Boo.  I will post more tomorrow but I am off to bed because we have a long ass day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StfwGdslehI/AAAAAAAAAvs/YFdkjOv9jUY/s1600-h/DSC04543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393043072640973330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StfwGdslehI/AAAAAAAAAvs/YFdkjOv9jUY/s400/DSC04543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StfwFxpX6AI/AAAAAAAAAvk/YGg0AkW95Sc/s1600-h/DSC04536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393043060816340994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StfwFxpX6AI/AAAAAAAAAvk/YGg0AkW95Sc/s400/DSC04536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StfwFQUx_3I/AAAAAAAAAvc/mhCQLfPfJ8s/s1600-h/DSC04534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393043051871600498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StfwFQUx_3I/AAAAAAAAAvc/mhCQLfPfJ8s/s400/DSC04534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StfwEjvn-CI/AAAAAAAAAvU/KfC2LZHRol0/s1600-h/DSC04533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393043039904593954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StfwEjvn-CI/AAAAAAAAAvU/KfC2LZHRol0/s400/DSC04533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-4558392705072669814?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/4558392705072669814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=4558392705072669814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4558392705072669814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4558392705072669814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-day.html' title='What a day'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StfwGdslehI/AAAAAAAAAvs/YFdkjOv9jUY/s72-c/DSC04543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-5349034684232205300</id><published>2009-10-12T23:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:11:35.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in the life of babies times 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you see this grin...run...fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQLOfFdC8I/AAAAAAAAAvM/4VqVw3DA91U/s1600-h/DSC04457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391946997359774658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQLOfFdC8I/AAAAAAAAAvM/4VqVw3DA91U/s400/DSC04457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daniella playing Peek-a-Boo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQLN1Ra6CI/AAAAAAAAAvE/r9vQMNwAxbw/s1600-h/DSC04453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391946986135676962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQLN1Ra6CI/AAAAAAAAAvE/r9vQMNwAxbw/s400/DSC04453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQLNNZkpvI/AAAAAAAAAu8/-5hbAKO6p4Y/s1600-h/DSC04452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391946975432451826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQLNNZkpvI/AAAAAAAAAu8/-5hbAKO6p4Y/s400/DSC04452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQLMjdYfkI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Vgm4t8luFMo/s1600-h/DSC04446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391946964174143042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQLMjdYfkI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Vgm4t8luFMo/s400/DSC04446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebastian loves that Handy Manny toy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQLMLwhyNI/AAAAAAAAAus/u1q4VwrsbTI/s1600-h/DSC04434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391946957811992786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQLMLwhyNI/AAAAAAAAAus/u1q4VwrsbTI/s400/DSC04434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at those teeth, she got another one on the bottom right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dani is ahead of the game on the tooth count around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQHIq1dU5I/AAAAAAAAAuk/5x-7NMHv5ho/s1600-h/DSC04429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391942499388183442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQHIq1dU5I/AAAAAAAAAuk/5x-7NMHv5ho/s400/DSC04429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabriella crawling around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQHIJOGiGI/AAAAAAAAAuc/_CTlBQ1Cjn8/s1600-h/DSC04424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391942490364741730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQHIJOGiGI/AAAAAAAAAuc/_CTlBQ1Cjn8/s400/DSC04424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sebastian walking &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQHHb22iII/AAAAAAAAAuU/FIQ9-7mjcnM/s1600-h/DSC04423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391942478187628674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQHHb22iII/AAAAAAAAAuU/FIQ9-7mjcnM/s400/DSC04423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabriella pulling out toys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQHG8wlQSI/AAAAAAAAAuM/mYN2oKd8wF8/s1600-h/DSC04419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391942469839831330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQHG8wlQSI/AAAAAAAAAuM/mYN2oKd8wF8/s400/DSC04419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dani and her famous grin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQHGVJsbLI/AAAAAAAAAuE/QlW0bHMBmUY/s1600-h/DSC04418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391942459207740594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQHGVJsbLI/AAAAAAAAAuE/QlW0bHMBmUY/s400/DSC04418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-5349034684232205300?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/5349034684232205300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=5349034684232205300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/5349034684232205300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/5349034684232205300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-in-life-of-babies-times-3.html' title='A day in the life of babies times 3'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/StQLOfFdC8I/AAAAAAAAAvM/4VqVw3DA91U/s72-c/DSC04457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-6682533967925841391</id><published>2009-10-08T20:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:48:06.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One year ago...</title><content type='html'>One year ago today, these pictures show my life.  We had just gotten home from being at my Mom's for a week after all the babies came home. And as I write this, I have 3 screaming toddlers playing, kicking and screaming.  As much as I miss the old days of feeding every 3 hours and being sleep deprived, I am still sleep deprived and still constantly feeding.  This world of toddlers is on another level.  A whole other level of difficulty I never imagined.  But I love my 3 precious angels.  And even the worst day at home is best compared to being in the hospital, no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for my blessings.  Every. Single. Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Ss6RXtmwUTI/AAAAAAAAAtk/k6r54fZ74l0/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390405640574226738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Ss6RXtmwUTI/AAAAAAAAAtk/k6r54fZ74l0/s400/DSC00033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Ss6RWxG_yDI/AAAAAAAAAtc/FNzgv_Oon6A/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390405624334895154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Ss6RWxG_yDI/AAAAAAAAAtc/FNzgv_Oon6A/s400/DSC00011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Ss6RWA8p85I/AAAAAAAAAtU/nDiH66fSPjg/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390405611406619538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Ss6RWA8p85I/AAAAAAAAAtU/nDiH66fSPjg/s400/DSC00031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Ss6RVlpDOrI/AAAAAAAAAtM/GzgDH4v_fOo/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390405604076632754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Ss6RVlpDOrI/AAAAAAAAAtM/GzgDH4v_fOo/s400/DSC00030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Ss6RVBL4qaI/AAAAAAAAAtE/nwSuQt_s3U0/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390405594290629026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Ss6RVBL4qaI/AAAAAAAAAtE/nwSuQt_s3U0/s400/DSC00006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-6682533967925841391?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/6682533967925841391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=6682533967925841391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/6682533967925841391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/6682533967925841391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-year-ago.html' title='One year ago...'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Ss6RXtmwUTI/AAAAAAAAAtk/k6r54fZ74l0/s72-c/DSC00033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-3893671018535593280</id><published>2009-10-07T20:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:00:27.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewarding the Bad Examples</title><content type='html'>Wow, I just read that Michael Vick has been given his own reality show.  Seriously.  When did it make you rich to be involved in animal abuse.  I agree he served his time, but giving him a reality show for what?!?!  Why do people that have chosen to live their lives this way too often get rewarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-3893671018535593280?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/3893671018535593280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=3893671018535593280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/3893671018535593280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/3893671018535593280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/10/rewarding-bad-examples.html' title='Rewarding the Bad Examples'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-6557393765508547144</id><published>2009-10-06T16:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T17:02:07.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I decided early on that I would dress the kiddos up for Halloween.  I have not yet decided that we will actually trick or treat.  I am leaning more towards sitting outside and watching the other kids in the neighborhood go by and hand out candy.  So much easier.  But I have the costume ideas down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister handed down a Mickey Mouse costume for Sebastian.  They are totally in love with the Mickey Mouse Club, so this was a no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brainer&lt;/span&gt;.  I tried the costume on him and he totally rocks it.  Even the girls got a chance to try it on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been searching like a mad woman trying to find a Clubhouse Minnie outfit to no avail.  So to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Etsy&lt;/span&gt; I go.  I searched and found this oh so cute version of Minnie, but with a tutu.  I had already thought of doing this but couldn't think of how to make it work.  So I think I have it pretty figured out.  I am trying to make this one on my own, without my Mom to help and see if I can pull it off.  I am going to try to head out to the fabric store today and get supplies.  Wish me luck.  I will post some pictures as I go later on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-6557393765508547144?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/6557393765508547144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=6557393765508547144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/6557393765508547144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/6557393765508547144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-update.html' title='Halloween update'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-4690660772679355515</id><published>2009-09-29T00:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T01:05:18.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow up doctor visit</title><content type='html'>So here is the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wigh&lt;/span&gt; in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella, 22 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;Sebastian, 21 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;Daniella, 20 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;, Dani is in the twenty pound range.  Go baby girl go!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, on to the serious stuff.  So I had a not so great day today in part because I'm a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dumbass&lt;/span&gt; and also because the dog pissed in the kitchen.  I won't go into details because I might actually turn green.  Not kidding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got the kiddos ready for our doctor visit and decided I'd rather spend the day toting 3 babies around by myself and told Sean to stay home.  I tortured my Blackberry into giving up the directions to the new office and we arrived a mere 10 minutes late.  I unloaded my 3 darling angels and off the the office we go.  I stood in line for about a good 7 minutes behind a woman checking in for the flu shot.  I know this because she very directly mentioned how out of time she was and she was only there for a flu shot.  As I am listening and trying not to run anyone over with the double stroller, I can feel the whispers and eyes making holes in the back of my head.  To which I hear women saying, 'Oh yes there's 3'.  Wow.  They can count.  Seriously I know I'm in a bad mood so, don't judge my judgement.  But as I am walking up to sign in, a woman from the corner walks by me and grabs my arm and says, 'You are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every ones&lt;/span&gt; hero in here'.  Seriously.  I think I replied something like I don't hardly.  As in, hardly.  I don't really think so, but they kind of came out sounding a little like word vomit.  So as I make my way into the corner, I couldn't help but think of all the insane questions these people I've never met are probably thinking.  And then I quickly realized I was in flu infested territory and totally went into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;psycho&lt;/span&gt; mom mode.  And there I sat, with 2 of my babies in the stroller and Dani in my lap while all the other moms let their kids run around like crazies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I wonder...am I the crazy for not letting my kids run around like they are crazies?  Or are the other moms crazy for letting their kids run around like their crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much crazy for one day.  The kids are fine.  Flu test negative.  Just alternate Tylenol and Motrin until fever is gone.  And stay out of the mall and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;.  Per doctors orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to wash the flu off me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-4690660772679355515?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/4690660772679355515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=4690660772679355515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4690660772679355515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4690660772679355515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/09/follow-up-doctor-visit.html' title='Follow up doctor visit'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-5728356038104405802</id><published>2009-09-28T14:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:06:37.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning:  Queasy Post to Follow</title><content type='html'>So Sean came home feeling like, for lack of a better word, crap on Wednesday.  He hung out with the kids, I thought maybe he had a sinus infection no biggie.  Then Thursday morning rolls around and as I'm changing morning diapers I hear the phone ring and I couldn't get to it.  The follows the text ringer.  I can almost bet my life on the fact that it was Sean, but was surprised me was the text.  If you know Sean, as into technology as he is, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; is the one thing he sees no point in.  To him it is time wasted, so imagine my surprise.  I ran to get my phone and I have this text, "Babe call me I need to talk to you!".  So of course my mind races as I try to put into action the way to his number on my phone and he answers.  I will spare you the exact details of the profanity ridden conversation so as to not scare you.  But the bottom line, someone was spreading rumors that a coworker was getting tested for the H1N1 virus.  Yeah! Seriously!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By that time, I quickly made him an appointment at the doctors that afternoon and assured my loving husband that if she should not attend the visit and find out what the F*** was wrong with him, well you can guess where this goes.  After about 1pm, he call again &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; to mention that the rumor that was driving me insane was actually NOT TRUE!!!  I mean, to any other person, the flu is the flu.  Do you wanna get it, NO.  But if you have lived a life where the first 9 weeks of your babies lives hung on by a thread.  Where you had to see you newborn baby with an IV in his head because their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;veins&lt;/span&gt; could no longer sustain the IV.  Where your babies cannot breath on their own and machines are forced to take the place of their lungs...then you can see why I would have some what of an aversion to that.  I don't want my kids to end up back at the hospital.  And as so many other Mom's of babies who have spent any kind of time in a hospital like that have said, the goal of the winter season is to STAY OUT OF THE HOSPITAL!  What could be a nasty, groggy, body-aching, gut wrenching, 5 day ordeal for you, could be a life threatening virus for my kids.  Plain and simple.  So you could see where there was more profanity in our 5 minute conversation than in the film FUCK.  Seriously, Google it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the scare was over.  Turns out he only had a virus that unfortunately he still got at work and we were still gonna get it.  Fast forward to Friday night.  As the uncool Mom I am, I figured the kiddos were old enough to get a little taste of Pizza Hut.  It was decent, they didn't get too much.  But soon it was bath time and that's when I noticed my baby boy was a dark shade of BLUE.  Yes, blue.  I quickly got him into the bedroom to take his temperature, which was at 103.2.  He was shaking so bad.  The chills had taken over.  I got Dani in to get her ready and I hear Sean screaming at something as he went to get Gaby out of the bath for me.  Apparently she decided to poop in the tub.  You read it right.  Poop.  I guess she had it on her hands then she grabbed at his face and you can also guess the rest from here.  God I hope for your sake  you don't have a weak stomach after reading that.  Or eating.  Anyway, I went to clean up the mess as my husband used what seemed like an entire bar of soap and toothpaste.  Gaby got her second bath of the day and I am about to get her out, he yells that Dani just threw up.  I mean come on.  One at a time.  So anyway, I get Gaby ready.  She has no fever.  And he changes sheets on Dani's bed.  She also does not have fever.  I let them got to bed and decide I will check in on them at 10 to give Tylenol again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get up at midnight to check on Sebastian and bring him into our room.  He is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.  Not great looking, but also not too bad.  I showered, got in bed, and we watched &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; until about midnight.  I tried to check his temp, but he fell asleep so I thought &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt; just give him the medicine and get up early to call the pediatricians office.  As I try to give him the medicine, he leans over on me and out it comes.  Again, I hope your not eating as you read this.  I have never held on to my son this tight as I made my way to the shower.  The fumes to got to me and I just couldn't hold it back.  So that was our 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; shower of the day.  Afterwards, he has the chills so bad I decide to again attempt to give Tylenol, and again it came.  So he is bathed a 3rd time and I haven't even got a diaper on him and again it comes.  I don't even know how he kept that much stuff in his stomach.  So we decide we're going to the ER.  He was very lethargic.  They initially gave him a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;suppository&lt;/span&gt; and when we finally got to the ER doctor he tested for the flu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will seriously not bore you with the side comments of the people waiting in the ER that night.  But just for kicks, we ad the attending parents who &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; the entire time we were waiting.  The entire time.  Like 2 hours.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Texting&lt;/span&gt;.  Then we have the Saturday night bar fight guy.  He broke his hand while trying to rearrange &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;someones&lt;/span&gt; face who I hope was not fighting over his girlfriend cause, Woof!  And then, we have the too drunk wife that steps out of while being treated because she is clearly intoxicated but needs no medical attention.  And proceeds to argue with the cop that she isn't drunk.  I mean come one.  The only reason you keep arguing with the guy holding the gun is because guess what, YOU ARE DRUNK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the flu test is negative, they give him &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zofran&lt;/span&gt; to settle the stomach and send us on his way.  We got home around 4:30am and Sean went straight to work.  I slept until about noon and got up to get the girls and Dani is now running fever.  Again we are up 'till 4 am and the Sunday morning, Gaby is sick.  So our weekend has been consumed with sick babies, puke, poop and all that fun stuff parents love.  Thank goodness Sebastian has not ran a fever since yesterday afternoon, but the girls are still sick.  So we have an appointment with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pediatrician&lt;/span&gt; at 4:50 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-5728356038104405802?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/5728356038104405802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=5728356038104405802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/5728356038104405802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/5728356038104405802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/09/warning-queasy-post-to-follow.html' title='Warning:  Queasy Post to Follow'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-6083175047919725609</id><published>2009-09-11T12:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T13:17:18.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks came and went...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, I cannot believe it has been 2 weeks since I have sat down to enjoy a few minutes of writing. These last couple of weeks have been of get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;togethers&lt;/span&gt;, birthday parties and catching up. Big time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My birthday was celebrated the weekend of the 29&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. My beautiful and loving husband invited a friend of mine who I had not seen in forever to come stay for the weekend and surprise me. So on Saturday afternoon, as I thought I was only getting my nails done with my sister, the door &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bell&lt;/span&gt; rings. And who is it, my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Concha&lt;/span&gt;. How funny. I had not seen my friend Tina in a few years since she moved to Dallas. And let me tell you, we are the life of the party. My hubby sent us to get our nails done and when we returned, a few more of our friends were there with birthday cakes and food out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt;. Holy cow. I think I've taught my husband well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380268678070887202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SqqN21iTYyI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Y6FHN9gw8qw/s400/DSC03370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Babe for all that you do for me. Even though sometimes it seems I don't notice. I do. I really really do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380268652844514354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SqqN1Xj3fDI/AAAAAAAAArg/fh70y6E8mIk/s400/DSC03367.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380268661963451426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SqqN15h_bCI/AAAAAAAAAro/xBzxhWYc1rQ/s400/DSC03364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would certainly love to post pictures, but I feel as though that may incriminate me. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380268672090119810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SqqN2fQYHoI/AAAAAAAAArw/q8ao8mft1MI/s400/DSC03401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380268686868209410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SqqN3WTv3wI/AAAAAAAAAsA/45tU-ZYSRWU/s400/DSC03399.JPG" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Well, after that weekend, then came Labor day! We had a small BBQ at our place with some friends and family. And spent the night having a great time and learning how to play poker. All in all, we had a great time. So this week I have spent much of it trying to catch up. I seriously feel like I need to catch my breath. I barely pulled out my video camera last night to record the babies in the bath tub. It is seriously too cute to see them play like that. They have no worries. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Except&lt;/span&gt; to poop and drink milk. I mean come on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But other than that, I am almost out the door. I took Gaby to pick out her glasses last week since the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eye doctor &lt;/span&gt;suggested we start with them and so today they are ready and I need to go pick those up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I hope you like the pics to tie you over until I get my head out of my ass and figure out how to use &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Photoshop&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The before picture...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380271972935707938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SqqQ2n3SrSI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Rq-3QK6Sllw/s400/DSC03632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smart baby...these were the ones we picked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380272013056451170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SqqQ49U0omI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ETOi5MGcCVM/s400/DSC03640.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pulling them off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SqqQ4DFhGEI/AAAAAAAAAsY/3w5YSrpwCsA/s1600-h/DSC03638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380271997422999618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SqqQ4DFhGEI/AAAAAAAAAsY/3w5YSrpwCsA/s400/DSC03638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These I thought were too big, so we went for the smaller pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpgYmtKOasI/AAAAAAAAArQ/S2GnubvnHzk/s400/DSC03207(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-2792289513134881923?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/2792289513134881923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=2792289513134881923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/2792289513134881923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/2792289513134881923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Spb9pdRGkCI/AAAAAAAAApM/l-ZfocVV6aA/s1600-h/DSC03001(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374762093986091042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Spb9pdRGkCI/AAAAAAAAApM/l-ZfocVV6aA/s400/DSC03001(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-7821617722841514791?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/7821617722841514791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=7821617722841514791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7821617722841514791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7821617722841514791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/08/hanging-out-with-dad.html' title='Hanging out with Dad'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Spb9pdRGkCI/AAAAAAAAApM/l-ZfocVV6aA/s72-c/DSC03001(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-3908777794889536153</id><published>2009-08-27T16:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:37:54.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abuelita Pili and the kiddos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Spb8qCCdZyI/AAAAAAAAApE/knxtGVgq9tY/s1600-h/DSC03018(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374761004345157410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Spb8qCCdZyI/AAAAAAAAApE/knxtGVgq9tY/s400/DSC03018(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for coming by Mom. I know you would be here more if you could. We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-3908777794889536153?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/3908777794889536153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=3908777794889536153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/3908777794889536153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/3908777794889536153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/08/abuelita-pili-and-kiddos.html' title='Abuelita Pili and the kiddos'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Spb8qCCdZyI/AAAAAAAAApE/knxtGVgq9tY/s72-c/DSC03018(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-2953474862860797597</id><published>2009-08-27T16:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:36:57.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>13 months</title><content type='html'>Wow, we have made it another month. The kiddos have turned 13 months old and every day that goes by I believe less and less that 13 months ago my journey of becoming a Mom started. The kids are growing so fast. They learn things I never thought we would be doing. And any day now, Sebastian will be taking his first steps. Craziness! But here are some pictures until I get back to the doctors office for some height/weight updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gabriella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Spb6e6527II/AAAAAAAAAo0/K3vo3yNHkTo/s1600-h/DSC03124(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374758614428216450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Spb6e6527II/AAAAAAAAAo0/K3vo3yNHkTo/s400/DSC03124(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sebastian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Spb6efE9AeI/AAAAAAAAAos/LHrCzvT7jro/s1600-h/DSC03101(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374758606958559714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Spb6efE9AeI/AAAAAAAAAos/LHrCzvT7jro/s400/DSC03101(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daniella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Spb6dioVwDI/AAAAAAAAAok/oTU1qbZuhjY/s1600-h/DSC03060(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374758590732419122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Spb6dioVwDI/AAAAAAAAAok/oTU1qbZuhjY/s400/DSC03060(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-2953474862860797597?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/2953474862860797597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=2953474862860797597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/2953474862860797597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/2953474862860797597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-we-have-made-it-another-month.html' title='13 months'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Spb6e6527II/AAAAAAAAAo0/K3vo3yNHkTo/s72-c/DSC03124(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-7403760762555141075</id><published>2009-08-22T23:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:16:13.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Group Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpDChvZUK8I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Kk8PVXMBkxU/s1600-h/DSC02977(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373008240367119298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpDChvZUK8I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Kk8PVXMBkxU/s400/DSC02977(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-7403760762555141075?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/7403760762555141075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=7403760762555141075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7403760762555141075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7403760762555141075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/08/group-photo.html' title='Group Photo'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpDChvZUK8I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Kk8PVXMBkxU/s72-c/DSC02977(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-807016232767237307</id><published>2009-08-22T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:14:44.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how Daddy rolls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpC0HpEJ4jI/AAAAAAAAAn0/zN9Am8azxzg/s1600-h/DSC02984(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372992398828364338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpC0HpEJ4jI/AAAAAAAAAn0/zN9Am8azxzg/s400/DSC02984(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-807016232767237307?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/807016232767237307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=807016232767237307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/807016232767237307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/807016232767237307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-how-daddy-rolls.html' title='This is how Daddy rolls!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpC0HpEJ4jI/AAAAAAAAAn0/zN9Am8azxzg/s72-c/DSC02984(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-2007800594924165315</id><published>2009-08-22T20:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:31:06.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpCbx9_iTbI/AAAAAAAAAng/otusWm70Y94/s1600-h/DSC02810(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372965638209949106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpCbx9_iTbI/AAAAAAAAAng/otusWm70Y94/s400/DSC02810(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpCblXNl03I/AAAAAAAAAnY/taU4mva0ms0/s1600-h/Daniella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372965421641487218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpCblXNl03I/AAAAAAAAAnY/taU4mva0ms0/s400/Daniella.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpCbf9Naa6I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/JCf6CiUPSIU/s1600-h/DSC02871(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 370px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372965328762071970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpCbf9Naa6I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/JCf6CiUPSIU/s400/DSC02871(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-2007800594924165315?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/2007800594924165315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=2007800594924165315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/2007800594924165315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/2007800594924165315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-pictures.html' title='New pictures'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpCbx9_iTbI/AAAAAAAAAng/otusWm70Y94/s72-c/DSC02810(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-7684793516439592292</id><published>2009-08-22T18:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T18:18:16.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new favorite visitor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpB6xwyX30I/AAAAAAAAAmo/t1qMvYgqFRk/s1600-h/DSC02781(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372929350781361986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpB6xwyX30I/AAAAAAAAAmo/t1qMvYgqFRk/s400/DSC02781(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a surprise visit from our new baby addition.  Agustin Elijah came to visit us for the first time.  We have been playing phone tag with Uncle Goose about coming by to see the baby so he and Kayla brought him over after her doctor's appointment.  Cutie pie stayed with me while his Mommy and Daddy went to pick up lunch and he ate really well for me while his Mommy was gone and then quickly went to sleep after his lunch.  Sweet baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-7684793516439592292?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/7684793516439592292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=7684793516439592292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7684793516439592292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7684793516439592292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-new-favorite-visitor.html' title='Our new favorite visitor'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SpB6xwyX30I/AAAAAAAAAmo/t1qMvYgqFRk/s72-c/DSC02781(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-8317484805487956597</id><published>2009-08-20T23:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:16:17.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pj's and new Sippy cups!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So ever since we had our 12 month well baby check up, Dr. Singh ok'ed us switching to whole milk. I debated changing them since they were preemies and thought maybe the formula was still the best for them, but after much debate, I agreed to switch them. And really it was more so because they have been on solids for quite some time now and seem to be doing so well with it. So other than that, it has been my task for the last week or so to switch them one at a time to a sippy cup. I got tired of having to clean the carpets from all the spills from the bottles among other things, so I decided to start with Sebastian. He did really well with it. Except when it came time to feed them all together and he saw the girls qith bottle, he would run up to steal theirs instead of drinking from the sippy cup. So what's a Mom to do? Well, I gave the girls their sippy cup just to see if they would like it or could even figure out how to drink and it turns out they did ok. So I ran out to Walmart and bought some more sippy cups and immediately put away the bottles so as to not go back to them if the kiddos had a fit. And so the whole milk and sippy cups came about in about a weeks time. Holy crap I thought that was gonna take an act of Congress to jump into that task. But easy enough. It's about time something went easy! Oh and check out the new pj's I got the kiddos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gabriella and her new sippy cup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/So4naO2mL_I/AAAAAAAAAmg/NsZVWfbsWac/s1600-h/DSC02734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372274737116753906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/So4naO2mL_I/AAAAAAAAAmg/NsZVWfbsWac/s400/DSC02734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sebastian and his new sippy cup &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/So4nZgzlCpI/AAAAAAAAAmY/ujtUu733RvM/s1600-h/DSC02717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372274724756064914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/So4nZgzlCpI/AAAAAAAAAmY/ujtUu733RvM/s400/DSC02717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daniella and her new sippy cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/So4nZKHHF3I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/kQm7Vfi1jcU/s1600-h/DSC02758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372274718663972722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/So4nZKHHF3I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/kQm7Vfi1jcU/s400/DSC02758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-8317484805487956597?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/8317484805487956597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=8317484805487956597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8317484805487956597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8317484805487956597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-pjs-and-new-sippy-cups.html' title='New Pj&apos;s and new Sippy cups!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/So4naO2mL_I/AAAAAAAAAmg/NsZVWfbsWac/s72-c/DSC02734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-298550229377372358</id><published>2009-08-13T03:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T03:08:44.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the new Addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Meet Baby Agustin Elijah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zavala&lt;/span&gt;.  He was born this morning August 13&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; at 12:26 am weighing 8 lbs, 8 oz and measured 19.5 inches long.  He has a head of hair like you wouldn't believe and a double chin like my babies.  Oh dear God this boy is going to break some hearts.  He barely cried when he was born and even though his Mommy put in a hard day's work, it was totally worth the wait.  Kayla and Goose are doing great.  In the midst of excitement and tears is exhaustion and the uncertainty of what will transpire &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; the next few days with a new baby.  What a blessing to have a healthy baby boy.  I can't wait to see him again.  But first I have to get some rest, since I need to be up in about 4 hours to take MY babies for their 12 month check up.  And get there by 8:30 and do it all by myself.  Oh man am I exhausted.  More on the new baby tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sleep well, Baby Agustin.  We are so happy to have met you.  Welcome to our family and I know you will fit right in with the crazies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoPIyIH_oJI/AAAAAAAAAmE/NNLrePCjVYM/s1600-h/DSC02492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369355944255791250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoPIyIH_oJI/AAAAAAAAAmE/NNLrePCjVYM/s400/DSC02492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoPIxSfZ4TI/AAAAAAAAAl8/SG6dRTa80SQ/s1600-h/DSC02495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369355929858466098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoPIxSfZ4TI/AAAAAAAAAl8/SG6dRTa80SQ/s400/DSC02495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-298550229377372358?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/298550229377372358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=298550229377372358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/298550229377372358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/298550229377372358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/08/meet-new-addition.html' title='Meet the new Addition'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoPIyIH_oJI/AAAAAAAAAmE/NNLrePCjVYM/s72-c/DSC02492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-8800598911274302081</id><published>2009-08-11T15:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:52:43.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paying attention</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoHZpe2xzZI/AAAAAAAAAl0/_k7Xp6EGKDI/s1600-h/DSC02183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368811537483025810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoHZpe2xzZI/AAAAAAAAAl0/_k7Xp6EGKDI/s400/DSC02183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went over to Aunt Claudia's house so that Sean could check out an issue she was having with her AC.  And while we were hanging out in a home that is no longer baby proofed, we found something that got all our attention.  The new puppy...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Djay&lt;/span&gt;!  Especially Sebastian and Gaby were all over it.  Dani checked him out and quickly jumped in my lap to avoid the dog all together.  I love the picture though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-8800598911274302081?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/8800598911274302081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=8800598911274302081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8800598911274302081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8800598911274302081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/08/paying-attention.html' title='Paying attention'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoHZpe2xzZI/AAAAAAAAAl0/_k7Xp6EGKDI/s72-c/DSC02183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-2828262575855825702</id><published>2009-08-11T14:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:06:44.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out the new teeth!  And they bite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoHNj9Cd4dI/AAAAAAAAAls/zMAVFPNE37A/s1600-h/DSC02220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368798248366367186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoHNj9Cd4dI/AAAAAAAAAls/zMAVFPNE37A/s400/DSC02220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoHNjghC_cI/AAAAAAAAAlk/es7EJs205SE/s1600-h/DSC02211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368798240710000066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoHNjghC_cI/AAAAAAAAAlk/es7EJs205SE/s400/DSC02211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoHNiGm6HeI/AAAAAAAAAlc/X76tHCZxHU0/s1600-h/DSC02213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368798216575393250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoHNiGm6HeI/AAAAAAAAAlc/X76tHCZxHU0/s400/DSC02213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-2828262575855825702?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/2828262575855825702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=2828262575855825702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/2828262575855825702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/2828262575855825702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/08/check-out-new-teeth-and-they-bite.html' title='Check out the new teeth!  And they bite!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoHNj9Cd4dI/AAAAAAAAAls/zMAVFPNE37A/s72-c/DSC02220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-3604920416305533439</id><published>2009-08-10T14:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T14:45:02.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I took the kiddos to a local park to ride the swings before Sean got home. I made the attempt to do it myself since I want to be able to get out and about with them. We made it to the park fine and it took quite a bit of work on my part to get loaded, then unloaded, swing and play for oh about 30 minutes and then load and unload again. I was beat. Even though we were only there for a little while, the kiddos seemed to have enjoyed this time around a bit more than the first time we went. So here are some pictures of the exhausting yet fun event!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daniella having fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB0AYrNT_I/AAAAAAAAAkU/gfYDRiNvTZk/s1600-h/DSC02018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368418305798131698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB0AYrNT_I/AAAAAAAAAkU/gfYDRiNvTZk/s400/DSC02018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out the teeth!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoBz_hc0P9I/AAAAAAAAAkM/FSWnSWi9qMw/s1600-h/DSC02007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368418290973818834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoBz_hc0P9I/AAAAAAAAAkM/FSWnSWi9qMw/s400/DSC02007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He had a little bit of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoBz_B2UZTI/AAAAAAAAAkE/HiIqMNe7kUI/s1600-h/DSC02004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368418282490848562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoBz_B2UZTI/AAAAAAAAAkE/HiIqMNe7kUI/s400/DSC02004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Baby Gaby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoBz-0kWMfI/AAAAAAAAAj8/_XykSYj5VBQ/s1600-h/DSC01998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368418278925808114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoBz-0kWMfI/AAAAAAAAAj8/_XykSYj5VBQ/s400/DSC01998.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabriella having fun, check out the red cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoBz-fQGx2I/AAAAAAAAAj0/kd7KTDnrRBo/s1600-h/DSC01996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368418273203767138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoBz-fQGx2I/AAAAAAAAAj0/kd7KTDnrRBo/s400/DSC01996.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We had a pretty great day on Sunday too. Other than the fact that I almost had a panic attack over selling our My Little Lamb Swing, it went pretty well. I finally agreed to start getting rid of some of the baby stuff we really aren't using anymore. I hate to get rid of it only because it's a reminder of how I no longer have BABIES!! Yup, I now have entered the world of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Toddlerhood&lt;/span&gt;. It's nice, but not always fun. Sometimes there are tears, and not just from the kiddos. And then we have the crazy out loud laughs. It's all fun and games until someone turns 1. No just kidding. It's been awesome seeing the kids evolve into their own little people with personalities and wants and likes and dislikes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So back to the selling of the items. So we had our proper goodbye with the swing and here are the pictures to show some of the reason why I thought it was good timing to get rid of this item in specific.&lt;/div&gt;Dani about to jump out of the swing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB2CPH06BI/AAAAAAAAAks/5nkdODmCsx8/s1600-h/DSC02054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368420536616806418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB2CPH06BI/AAAAAAAAAks/5nkdODmCsx8/s400/DSC02054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gaby, just hanging out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB2Bn1YbXI/AAAAAAAAAkk/rqxmZkepf3A/s1600-h/DSC02041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368420526070459762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB2Bn1YbXI/AAAAAAAAAkk/rqxmZkepf3A/s400/DSC02041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Sebastian also about to jump out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368420519353376850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB2BOz54FI/AAAAAAAAAkc/_CA8m8RhDK8/s400/DSC02037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And then there was the rest of Sunday. We spent it taking naps and watching &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; with the kiddos. I cooked dinner, we cleaned up, bathed the kids, all that good stuff. And by the end of the day, I sat down to watch some mindless &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; and I realized I had done all the laundry, the kitchen was clean, the babies were sleeping, we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;vacuumed&lt;/span&gt;, cleaned the bathroom all while taking naps and watching &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;. Holy Shit! We actually got some stuff done around the house and managed to spend time with the kids. All in one day! That is a tremendous task. I actually felt like a normal family. Whatever that means. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And then, this morning I sit down to empty my memory card and run &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; the pictures that prove why sometimes I question leaving my husband with the kids. Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB3nT5wcYI/AAAAAAAAAlU/fJbmCPJ825g/s1600-h/DSC02073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368422273066758530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB3nT5wcYI/AAAAAAAAAlU/fJbmCPJ825g/s400/DSC02073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB3m-zsPaI/AAAAAAAAAlM/XNOknLapVpY/s1600-h/DSC02072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368422267404172706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB3m-zsPaI/AAAAAAAAAlM/XNOknLapVpY/s400/DSC02072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB3mlg_jtI/AAAAAAAAAlE/JSlPF_tHKO8/s1600-h/DSC02070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368422260614860498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB3mlg_jtI/AAAAAAAAAlE/JSlPF_tHKO8/s400/DSC02070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB3mNWdMbI/AAAAAAAAAk8/WiNk4O8Ui9M/s1600-h/DSC02070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368422254128214450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB3mNWdMbI/AAAAAAAAAk8/WiNk4O8Ui9M/s400/DSC02070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB3l9a6W3I/AAAAAAAAAk0/OX9OHDid8ms/s1600-h/DSC02068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368422249851935602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB3l9a6W3I/AAAAAAAAAk0/OX9OHDid8ms/s400/DSC02068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-3604920416305533439?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/3604920416305533439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=3604920416305533439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/3604920416305533439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/3604920416305533439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/08/perfect-weekend.html' title='The Perfect Weekend!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SoB0AYrNT_I/AAAAAAAAAkU/gfYDRiNvTZk/s72-c/DSC02018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-3704765286772266804</id><published>2009-08-05T00:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T01:08:00.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I can't even believe that I am writing this right now. But I feel as though I may explode if I don't get it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I even get phone calls about this post, I just want to say that this is all in my head. And tomorrow when I wake up to 3 screaming babies, it will all be over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I am gathering ideas to take some pregnancy pictures of Kayla since Baby A seems to want to make an appearance sometime soon. And as I look &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; all the ideas and things, I can't help but think about the fact that I now have 3 toddlers. Not babies anymore. I have been so beyond blessed, lucky, fortunate, whatever you wanna call it. But I got the 3 most precious babies, yes they will always be my babies, any parent could ever ask for. But I can't seem to shake this thought that our family may not be complete. I wonder if there is some sort of scientific or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; explanation to this, but I just can't shake it. I just can't. I don't know why. I am so crazy busy with the 3 I have. From doctors appointments to cooking and cleaning, and oh the laundry. Seriously, what am I thinking. I had a bit of a sit down with Sean the other day to kind of get his take on it and at the same time trying not to scare him so badly that he would never come home from work the next day. He gave me about a good 20 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;minute&lt;/span&gt; spill about all the reasons not to have another baby. And I ended in tears and he ended, well, he just ended the conversation. I will acknowledge the fact that I am not upset about his opinions. I understand it is totally insane to want another child at this point or any other point with the 3 we already have. But why can't I let it go. I have analyzed his thought process of not just the financial issues of taking care of 3 babies, me not working, his age (his words, not mine) and so on. But the BUT is still there. I have my moments where Sebastian is screaming at the top of his lungs or Dani, like today, stuck her foot in her poop while I was trying to change her diaper at the mall. Crap! Why would anybody want to have any more babies after even only having 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can honestly say I was that little girl who always envisioned having babies. I longed so much to have a family and I feel guilty for not feeling complete. I feel guilty for being selfish about wanting another baby. I have always wanted a big family. And I now have that. God, please help me feel complete. Please help me be satisfied! Not just feel it, but BE it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-3704765286772266804?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/3704765286772266804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=3704765286772266804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/3704765286772266804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/3704765286772266804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-i-cant-even-believe-that-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-6018488577507987188</id><published>2009-08-03T09:37:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T02:11:48.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, Birthday pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks again to everyone not just for the gifts but for always being a constant presence in our lives and now in our babies lives.  The toys we got were so awesome.  And needless to say, I don't have to buy clothes for a while.  You guys all nailed the sizes too!  I can't wait for years to come when they can voice their appreciation for so many important and special people we have in our lives.  We are so very fortunate to have family and friends like you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to Claudia, Goose and Kayla for helping  with the balloons!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365748888966803010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb4L4DQLkI/AAAAAAAAAcI/4bnHzHkCk_g/s400/DSC09935.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls while we were getting ready, Dani (left) and Gaby (right).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365751060867799410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb6KTAzWXI/AAAAAAAAAc4/oXYcSlMqnR0/s400/DSC01615.JPG" /&gt; Don't they look gorgeous in the bows and shirts I made &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the beautiful tutu's my Mom made them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365751069584549826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb6KzfCZ8I/AAAAAAAAAdI/rtoAfQWt7IU/s400/DSC01618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebastian, my main man had just woken up.  Can't you tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365751065247755794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb6KjVELhI/AAAAAAAAAdA/urbyZ43RsLs/s400/DSC01616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365751054195446098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb6J6J_UVI/AAAAAAAAAcw/ymbHhVypZg8/s400/DSC01612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Daniella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb4M1Zog_I/AAAAAAAAAcg/rbd1j0hA0bU/s1600-h/DSC09941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365748905435235314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb4M1Zog_I/AAAAAAAAAcg/rbd1j0hA0bU/s400/DSC09941.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our friend Kim and Gaby hanging out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb4MZAUwOI/AAAAAAAAAcY/pKPVW6aNN1k/s1600-h/DSC09938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365748897812889826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb4MZAUwOI/AAAAAAAAAcY/pKPVW6aNN1k/s400/DSC09938.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sebastian and his Nana Linda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365752534717370802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb7gFh7EbI/AAAAAAAAAdw/yLGci8-ZVag/s400/DSC01626.JPG" /&gt;Uncle Goose and Daniella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb6LJUPxRI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/eypT2xwP_sE/s1600-h/DSC01621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365751075444868370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb6LJUPxRI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/eypT2xwP_sE/s400/DSC01621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Goose and Adrian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb7ekktXiI/AAAAAAAAAdY/-RvNWgIVXLA/s1600-h/DSC01623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365752508690816546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb7ekktXiI/AAAAAAAAAdY/-RvNWgIVXLA/s400/DSC01623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Goose and Gaby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Man, Goose got around for the pics) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365752528273157858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb7fthgLuI/AAAAAAAAAdo/uy4jGShOw5M/s400/DSC01625.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Goose and Kayla, and Baby A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365752519031776578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb7fLGL5UI/AAAAAAAAAdg/ASAX1iujsvI/s400/DSC01624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Goose and Sebastian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365752540997372898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snb7gc7MS-I/AAAAAAAAAd4/IoGmk7eQoYI/s400/DSC01629.JPG" /&gt; The cakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365762839782071874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncE364znkI/AAAAAAAAAeA/RcCXQqs1BnM/s400/DSC01632.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The big cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365762842014422834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncE4DNClzI/AAAAAAAAAeI/paAS_0KgcGE/s400/DSC01633.JPG" /&gt;In order from left to right, Gabriella, Sebastian and Daniella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(This is also their birth order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365764824536384162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncGrcrHAqI/AAAAAAAAAeY/vgV7bwklR6c/s400/DSC01642.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eating cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365766844464163410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncIhBfa6lI/AAAAAAAAAe4/KzBMJrtWCAc/s400/DSC01667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dani, not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt;' too good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365764844283939026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncGsmPSyNI/AAAAAAAAAew/RDurWC1q6Dc/s400/DSC01649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gaby, digging in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365764839009697202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncGsSl0PbI/AAAAAAAAAeo/CxJRqB2yKo8/s400/DSC01648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Sebastian getting him some cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365764828078849762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncGrp3svuI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Z2zH8ONpiEo/s400/DSC01646.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dani looking much more interested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365766854762535474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncIhn2vmjI/AAAAAAAAAfA/koj4LfY7oms/s400/DSC01662.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sebastian having a ball!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365766859235858162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncIh4hRFvI/AAAAAAAAAfI/UI5aLejROzQ/s400/DSC01665.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gaby enjoying herself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365766864576928146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncIiMarWZI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/2d-SBPEAg1E/s400/DSC01666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adrian got him some cake too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365770186365728530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncLjjC19xI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Acoc_r5gCh8/s400/DSC01669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Sean and I had our own little cake fight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365770184295394050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncLjbVPKwI/AAAAAAAAAfY/ryNq92QsiSo/s400/DSC01659.JPG" /&gt; And here are the present opening pics, Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365814698411576242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snc0CfVkS7I/AAAAAAAAAjo/pBCsPJcR0N8/s400/DSC09987.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snc0B8IeMFI/AAAAAAAAAjg/sYro3Ldhpgc/s1600-h/DSC09985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365814688961409106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snc0B8IeMFI/AAAAAAAAAjg/sYro3Ldhpgc/s400/DSC09985.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snc0Bpp-4kI/AAAAAAAAAjY/qPE4rUrXrMM/s1600-h/DSC09981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365814684001690178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snc0Bpp-4kI/AAAAAAAAAjY/qPE4rUrXrMM/s400/DSC09981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snc0BHe1QGI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/hGKFytKp_IU/s1600-h/DSC09976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365814674828116066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Snc0BHe1QGI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/hGKFytKp_IU/s400/DSC09976.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncwwZNyUSI/AAAAAAAAAjI/E0XDJQeEPzw/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365811088995799330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncwwZNyUSI/AAAAAAAAAjI/E0XDJQeEPzw/s400/DSC00051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncwwEZZgjI/AAAAAAAAAjA/xPGIWWgz4CQ/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365811083407360562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncwwEZZgjI/AAAAAAAAAjA/xPGIWWgz4CQ/s400/DSC00050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncwvwWPEbI/AAAAAAAAAi4/MDCABIWfEcc/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365811078025384370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncwvwWPEbI/AAAAAAAAAi4/MDCABIWfEcc/s400/DSC00048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncwvdT_-II/AAAAAAAAAiw/QbqvhcgDthc/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365811072915732610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncwvdT_-II/AAAAAAAAAiw/QbqvhcgDthc/s400/DSC00045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dani missed out on some of the gift opening, but thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to Dave, she looked pretty comfy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncvSqH03tI/AAAAAAAAAio/ZtY6uyiWZZI/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365809478626500306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncvSqH03tI/AAAAAAAAAio/ZtY6uyiWZZI/s400/DSC00044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncvSIZCD6I/AAAAAAAAAig/GByPjQZRANo/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365809469571862434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncvSIZCD6I/AAAAAAAAAig/GByPjQZRANo/s400/DSC00043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncvR3LAU3I/AAAAAAAAAiY/F7kqlGUMYJs/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365809464949625714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncvR3LAU3I/AAAAAAAAAiY/F7kqlGUMYJs/s400/DSC00042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncvRqC0MsI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/LL430n6A-qE/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365809461425615554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncvRqC0MsI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/LL430n6A-qE/s400/DSC00040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncuD0mat9I/AAAAAAAAAiI/_USxj3iqj-g/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365808124229498834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncuD0mat9I/AAAAAAAAAiI/_USxj3iqj-g/s400/DSC00039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Johnson and Gomez Family, thanks for always being there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365770195235009714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncLkEFcdLI/AAAAAAAAAfo/46qWfe_ufqQ/s400/DSC01670.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;My sister Claudia and her BF, David - Thanks for helping out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncuDneP-3I/AAAAAAAAAiA/K3Ijp7MQF_0/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365808120705579890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncuDneP-3I/AAAAAAAAAiA/K3Ijp7MQF_0/s400/DSC00037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncuDFJIJPI/AAAAAAAAAh4/U11Lb2wJt3s/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365808111490180338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SncuDFJIJPI/AAAAAAAAAh4/U11Lb2wJt3s/s400/DSC00033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shean&lt;/span&gt; for all the thought and hard work you put into &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the babies gifts!  I really appreciate it and hopefully we can get the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crochet thing going soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sncs7RT5fCI/AAAAAAAAAho/BeMgx1c6NBI/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365806877806001186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sncs7RT5fCI/AAAAAAAAAho/BeMgx1c6NBI/s400/DSC00030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks Baby A for staying in your Mommy's belly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sncs7C4VP9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/TXaLjEv4908/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365806873932283858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sncs7C4VP9I/AAAAAAAAAhg/TXaLjEv4908/s400/DSC00029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sean and Sebastian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sncs6r2R84I/AAAAAAAAAhY/9vms7G-ww_E/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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I write and delete and then write and delete again.  I didn't think it was going to be this hard getting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the party without bursting into tears, but here I am.  And to myself I have to recognize that, MY BABIES ARE NOW TODDLERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, where did the time go.  No really, did someone steal it.  Or was it taken by alien invaders who no longer wanted to see me happy and instead replaced my non-moving, milk drinking, non-standing babies and replaced them with these mini humans who like to hang on baby gates, stand at their cribs and scream to no end, pancake ingesting, curious, crawling, eternally wiggling, poop monsters who above all else...love me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last month with everything that has been going on from remodeling to planning the party has been, in a nutshell, crazy.  Beyond crazy!  And to top it off, I booked this whole week with doctors appointments and updates since the kiddos are now the big ONE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am about to lay out about a months worth of updates, so if need be, run and get you some coffee, a beer, wine, or even a couple shots of tequila.  (This is what I do to sometimes get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the day, shh, don't tell anyone)  So here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap the girls are crawling.  They have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; for about a month now.  I have been too busy to post the hundreds of hours of footage I have of them doing this so I will upload as soon as they turn 18.  Also, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gabster&lt;/span&gt; Monster is now standing in her crib.  STANDING!  Yes STANDING!!!  Upon the doctors advice at their 9 month check up, she said to leave her on the floor.  No more walker, no more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jumperoo&lt;/span&gt;, none of that.  She said if you want her to be active, then put her on the floor and maker her work for it.  These last few months I have done nothing bu that, and this is my result.  My big baby girl is now standing.  Also, Sebastian and Daniella have been at my parents house several times in the last few weeks and they have fallen in love with this toy truck which doubles as a walking aid.  They have both taken to it and have gone on to walking with the support of this toy.  So for their birthday, I bought one to have at the house and they don't love it quite as much as the one at my Mom's house.  So we'll see how that goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on to the tooth update...Daniella has obviously her bottom teeth.  She also now has 4 teeth coming in on the top.  Primarily the top front teeth.  They are coming in slowly but surely.  Sebastian also has had his bottom two teeth for a while now.  He also has 2 to 3 top teeth coming in.  More his top right than any other, but boy is he teething.  And Gabriella is still with her bottom teeth. Her gums just now tore to allow the front top teeth to come in, so I look for her to me miserable sometime soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaby has also been somewhat of an expected visitor the last couple of nights.  First it was Sebastian and now her.  It seems the night terrors have come upon us in full effect.  A couple nights ago I was putting away clothes in the baby room at about midnight.  And Gaby, out of nowhere, let out this horrible scream and started crying like mad.  I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;comforted&lt;/span&gt; her for a few minutes but she would not stop crying.  So in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lieu&lt;/span&gt; of staying up with her the whole night, I put her in bed with us so we could get some sleep.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Sleep, what sleep.  My daughter is the worst bed hogger if I have ever seen one.  And Sean says I'm bad, but we both woke up to find each of her feet permanently protruding our backs.  We got no damn sleep and we both needed to be up early.  Sean for work and me,well, for work as well.  I somehow feel as though the last 12 years I have spent working wither as a cashier or insurance sales rep. or whatever else I've done, cannot even equal the amount of shit I need to do in a day.  I think just changing poop diapers equals about 3 hours &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;worth&lt;/span&gt; of pay.  Except now, my paychecks don't come with dollar signs or zero's behind some other numbers I won't describe.  It comes in smiles X's 3.  In hugs X's 3.  In seeing my babies happy X's 3.  It is insane how chaotic my life is.  But we make it work.  Some days better than others, but we make it.  I am still alive after spending 9 weeks in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt;, hospital stays, Sebastian's surgery, reflux, heart monitors, feedings at all hours of the night, poop diapers, you name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok so on with the updates...We went to see Dr. Miller, the optamologist who saw the babies when they first left the NICU.  And the update is that all the kiddos will need glasses by the time they are in preschool.  Yes, Preschool!  So much for having another baby.  HA!  3 kids in glasses, braces, cars, insurance, college.  I may as well hit the lotto now, or we have a big problem.  So back to the glasses.  So not only will they need them, but Gabriella needs them now.  He said her vision is so bad that he recommends having her in them now.  He is aware of her age and that it it a big step.  But he feels as though her vision is bad enough to where if she gets the glasses, she may actually wear them when she sees clearer.  They are all near-sighted and have astigmatism.  I was expecting their vision to be not so great since they did have oxygen when they were born, but I did not expect him to tell me that Gaby was going to need them now.  It seems small compared to so many other heath concerns they could be having, so we are very fortunate and blessed if this turns up to be the only issue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As for Gabriella, we have our Mommy and Gaby's day out last week as well.  I had a bunch of stuff still to do for the party so I took Gaby on a little shopping trip after my doctors appointment at Willowbrook.  We went out to the mall and found Sebastian's shorts and shoes for the party.  And just ran errands thruought the day.  Sean went out to Santa Fe and bought me a triple stroller that I found on craigslist.  It is huge, but necessary more and more each day.  It needs some work, but for $50 you can't beat it.  She had so much fun with me.  She came home with such a big smile on her face.  It is amazing what one on one time does for us.  Not to mention how much easier it is to get around with just one baby.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now on to Daniella.  We had our dermatology appointment last week.  I brought her in to check out her hemangiomas.  She has one on her face, one on her arm, and one where her hairline begins which is starting to dissappear.  It was nice to get out with just her.  We made a day of it.  I got her all dressed up in this cute outfit I bought the girls and even stayed up late making the hair bow to match it.  She looked so adorable.  She had a good time looking at the fish tanks at TCH while we were waiting.  Finally we met with Dr. Bree who was super cool.  She said not to really worry about them.  They will dissapear within the next year or so and if not, then they can be removed by about preschool age.  The one on her head is actually almost gone.  Before you could see it thru the hair, but now you actually have to search for it.  And even the one on her face is a bit smaller and not as raised as when she first came home from the hospital.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And last but not least, Sebastian.  Oh Sebastian.  My hell on foot.  He is something serious.  A force to be reckined with.  Just when you think he is winding down, he doesn't.  That boy has more energy than I can handle sometimes.  He is very much a Momma's boy as I have said time and time again.  The other day he came and sat on my lap and just laid his head on my shoulders.  I think that was the first time I actually felt like a Mom and not just a nanny.  We have created such a bond and it's nice to see it show every once in a while.  So he has been extremely fussy lately.  More than usual actually.  I know when he is tired or hungry, he shows it.  But lately you can tell he just doesn't feel right.  Plus he is continuosly tugging at his ears and so I decided to take him see Dr. Singh for a check up before the party just to make sure.  He has not been running a fever at all, but I had to make sure.  So off we went to the doctors office while the girls stayed with my Dad.  Dr.Singh saw him right away and was so surprised at how big he was.  She cleared him of any ear infection, but said he could have a mild case of swimmers ear since he seemed to guard them quite a bit.  Then we had a follow up visit on Monday just to make sure there was now ear infection developing and she said he was in the clear.  That is was a very big possibility that his ears werejust bothering him because he is teething quite a bit.  So I have been keeping up on teething tablets and rubbing Tylenol on their gums to keep all of them somewhat content.  Other than that, he is as healthy as a horse.  I have stopped using a thickening syrup in their milk that helps with reflux, and it's been probably over a month now.  They all have been doing good with that.  And even Dani and Sebastian, I stopped their Prevacid that they had been taking for the reflux for about 2 days now and so we are keeping an eye on that.  The last time I took Sebastian off of it, he had several episodes where he projectile vomitted so I have been very careful to go slow and keep a close eye.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Other than that, we have some very healthy and active kiddos.  They get into everything and as soon as you think you baby proofed something, they find something else to get into.  It was a common thing to hear that things would get easier from other Mom's when I found out I was pregnant.  But I can honestly say that it hasn't.  This is now a new level of difficulty because you are dealing with three little people who have their own personality and their own wants and needs.  It is amazing to see how they handle things differently from one another.  Sebastian is very hot headed like me.  He wants what he wants when he wants it.  And that is final.  He is known for stealing the girls toys and almost always wants what they are playing with even though he could be covered with toys from head to toe.  He hangs from the baby gates and just chills like a monkey.  He jumps up and down in his crib.  He cries incessantly when he wakes up and wants out or when it's feeding time and it's not his turn for a bite.  He has the loudest scream possible but he is the sweetest cuddly bear when it comes to snuggling.  He loves to sleep over with me any chance he gets.  Daniella is much more at ease.  She knows what she wants and is patient to a certain extent.  And when she runs out of patience, she lets you know real quick.  She is crawling like crazy and like to pull up on her crib and yell Mama when she wants me to come get her.  She sounds so cute when she says it.  I never imagined how powerful it would be for her to call me out like that.  I am so proud that I am can be here for them.  She is so weet too.  She loves to hug me and is almost always by my side.  I hate to say it, but she is also a Mommy's girl.  She loves to hang out with me.  When it's play time, she comes and sits on my lap just to hang out.  And Gabriella is pretty calm about most things.  She seems to be a bit stubborn sometimes.  But for the most part is just cool.  She might look like me, but she is very much like Sean personality wise.  She is also very independant.  She like hanging out with her Daddy alot.  Her face lights up when her Daddy gets home and you can just tell how much she is glad he is home.  She is also my little marshmallow.  She is so squishy you just wanna squeeze her.  She loves it when you sing Happy Birthday to her and she just started clapping on her own about 2 days ago.  She is not as consistent as Sebastian is, but we'll get there.  And Dani is also waving Bye Bye.  They learn things like crazy.  They love to make noises with their tongue and mimick any noise we make to them.  They really are like sponges.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, now onto the birthday party.  Whoa!  What can I say.  We had maybe 50 people or a little less than that throughout the day here.  It was so damn hot.  Oh it was hot.  So hot that Sean had to run out to Walmart for some fans and extra chairs for people to sit on.  But we had a good time.  Other than the cake not being what we ordered, everyhting turned out good.  I did not get as many pictures as I wanted, but what I have I will upload soon.  We are so grateful to everyone that came not just to see them and celebrate with us the fact that we made it this year, but also as our support system.  I don't know what I would do without the people that mean so much to us and how fortunate we are to have people that care about us and our new family.  So thank you for all the wonderful gifts you brought for a beautiful babies.  They have already gone to town and played with everything they got.  From the slide, to the house, to the pony, and all the hand held toys.  They love the drum set that Heather brought them and all the animal noise toys too.  It's pretty cool to see how they interact with so much stuff.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I will post pictures soon.  Also we have their well baby check ups on the 13th so I will have their updated height and weight.  I can't wait to see how tall and how much weight they've gained.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;More updates to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-3206244700217078216?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/3206244700217078216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=3206244700217078216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/3206244700217078216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/3206244700217078216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-updates.html' title='New updates'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-4212761507742667349</id><published>2009-07-14T22:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:34:47.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kissy, in doggie heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sl1L4jkZnSI/AAAAAAAAAac/NkeBfGqMEQA/s1600-h/IMG_NEW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358522566633430306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sl1L4jkZnSI/AAAAAAAAAac/NkeBfGqMEQA/s400/IMG_NEW.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today my Mom called me in the midst of all my mess and told me that our dog, Kissy, had been missing since about 4:30 pm.  She may have been gone from before, but that is the most recent time they realized she was gone.  After searching around the house and outside, my Dad quickly went on foot and Goose and Kayla went in their car to look for her.  By that time I was already loading the kids up to go help look for her and even called my sister to start looking as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, I thought the worst only because of the weather we have been having.  A heat stroke can set in within no time with the temperature over 100 degrees which is how it's been for a couple weeks now and no water.  Before I got to their house, my Mom called to tell me they had found her.  But not alive.  Someone apparently hit her.  Her legs were scuffed and her nose was bleeding.  I know there was more but I couldn't see among the tears.  I know to alot it seems silly to be so attached to an animal, but she has been with us for a long time.  She was first my sister's dog when we bought her.  When my sister moved out, she started to hang out with me.  And I even contemplated not moving out because of her sometimes.  Once I finally did leave, she has been my brothers ever since.  She loved my Dad like crazy.  He walked her every night and she always was so attached to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even when my Mom was taking care of my nephew during the days while my sister worked, she was always concerned for him if he cried or wanted to be around.  She did the same thing when my kiddos started coming around.  Even the other day I took video of Sebastian chasing her because he loved to grab her tail.  She acted like she hated it, but she always liked the chase.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kissy, you were such an awesome dog and I can't believe someone had the heart to hit you and leave you there like a dog.  You were so much more than that to us.  It may sound silly, but I do hope there is a doggy heaven.  We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-4212761507742667349?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/4212761507742667349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=4212761507742667349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4212761507742667349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4212761507742667349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/07/kissy-in-doggie-heaven.html' title='Kissy, in doggie heaven'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sl1L4jkZnSI/AAAAAAAAAac/NkeBfGqMEQA/s72-c/IMG_NEW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-3466241335562168200</id><published>2009-07-06T23:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T11:46:12.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July!</title><content type='html'>So for the 4th of July we ended up staying home most of the day.  I wasn't feeling to good but we did get out to get our new paint color for the kitchen and got some lunch at Pappa's BBQ and then headed home.  We all took a little nap before the fireworks since we were pretty worn out.  It has been so incredibly hot here.  We have been in the 100's for over a week now.  Thankfully today, we have gotten some much needed rain.  Thank you God, my lawn appreciates it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night we headed over to the Woodlands to watch the fireworks show.  It was pretty good, except necxt year we will probably sit on the other side of the freeway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics, I will be updating on the kiddos soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abuelita Pili and Dani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlN4Nz7cO8I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/RgXhVDN9-zQ/s1600-h/DSC09124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355756560546806722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlN4Nz7cO8I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/RgXhVDN9-zQ/s400/DSC09124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and Sebastian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlN4NK1HuWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/FFgkRHARMkE/s1600-h/DSC09130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355756549514443106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlN4NK1HuWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/FFgkRHARMkE/s400/DSC09130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gabriella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlN4MhWfm_I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/SgQrKryNS7Q/s1600-h/DSC09127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355756538380131314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlN4MhWfm_I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/SgQrKryNS7Q/s400/DSC09127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlLUCZzwW4I/AAAAAAAAAZw/UDHwO13RlqI/s1600-h/DSC09112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355576044649732994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlLUCZzwW4I/AAAAAAAAAZw/UDHwO13RlqI/s400/DSC09112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana and the kiddos before we left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlLUCBwYyGI/AAAAAAAAAZo/bjOgoz4hRwA/s1600-h/DSC09077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355576038193154146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlLUCBwYyGI/AAAAAAAAAZo/bjOgoz4hRwA/s400/DSC09077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The babies in Abuelito's wagon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlLUB4r4c-I/AAAAAAAAAZg/8aGCtEP-YP8/s1600-h/DSC09109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355576035758339042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlLUB4r4c-I/AAAAAAAAAZg/8aGCtEP-YP8/s400/DSC09109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Sebastian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlLUBqA45iI/AAAAAAAAAZY/H8o2DOxtUHQ/s1600-h/DSC09096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355576031819916834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlLUBqA45iI/AAAAAAAAAZY/H8o2DOxtUHQ/s400/DSC09096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Dani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlLUBK5e6-I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/X5mRxWlFMLY/s1600-h/DSC09092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355576023467355106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlLUBK5e6-I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/X5mRxWlFMLY/s400/DSC09092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family of Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355756552359597762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlN4NVbdVsI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vfKtqoTSpkk/s400/DSC09134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-3466241335562168200?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/3466241335562168200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=3466241335562168200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/3466241335562168200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/3466241335562168200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlN4Nz7cO8I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/RgXhVDN9-zQ/s72-c/DSC09124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-8493071936582531738</id><published>2009-07-05T00:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:09:56.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Save the date: July 25th, Triplets Birthday Bash!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlA1ZFmdiJI/AAAAAAAAAZI/bZKxIEWAYgw/s1600-h/internet+invite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354838662060017810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SlA1ZFmdiJI/AAAAAAAAAZI/bZKxIEWAYgw/s400/internet+invite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I have an update on the invites. Even though they have been sent out, the postage sold to me was incorrect. Some of you may still receive the invites, but I am pretty sure they will be returned to me for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;insufficient&lt;/span&gt; postage unless you are there to receive your invite from Mr. Postman and cough up the .20cents for the unpaid postage. I have been unable to make my way to the local postage center that sold me the stamps to unleash my bitchy frustration I feel for all the blood, sweat and tears I shed to get these invites made with my hands and out to yours in a timely manner. I sincerely apologize for those of you who are nice enough to pay the postage if you happen to be there to receive your invite, and to those of you who don't get one, I will be resending just as soon as they are back in my hands. In the mean time, please save the date for July 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, because the party is still in full effect and I hope to see you all here to celebrate with us the fact that my kids survived a 9 week &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; stay and 2 very crazy parents who didn't know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; they were doing when these babies came home. So all in all, it's our celebration since we didn't die of exhaustion or skip town on our 3 hellish angels!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So please call me to RSVP or feel free to email me at my home email or mamioftriplets@hotmail.com!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-8493071936582531738?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/8493071936582531738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=8493071936582531738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-4464203885190563363</id><published>2009-06-26T22:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:17:31.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11 months and the countdown begins...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So today marks 11 months. About 2 hours ago, 11 months ago, my 3 angels were being pulled from my womb. Being brought into a world of needles and breathing machines and beeps an noises no baby should ever have to listen to. But look at us now. I know we are lucky. We beat the odds. There are singletons that don't even survive. And I have my 3. MY 3!!! How blessed am I. After all the late nights (that still linger), and feedings, and dirty diapers (oh, the diapers) even for all the stuff to come, it is amazing the 3 new lives that have overcome our home. I wouldn't change being a Mom to these 3 for anything in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now for the updates...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I don't have another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wellbaby&lt;/span&gt; check up until they turn 1. So as far as weight is concerned, I don't have those for another month. So here goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baby A - a.k.a. Gabriella, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gabriellie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gabster&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gabster&lt;/span&gt; Monster, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Gabba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gabba&lt;/span&gt;, Stinker, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Gordis&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Nena&lt;/span&gt;, Big baby girl, Princess, Diva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351856297365814978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SkWc8nVtPsI/AAAAAAAAAYM/2GXtjiUMXpM/s400/DSC08484(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She is my princess. She was the last of the 3 to hold her own bottle. Even now if there is someone there to hold it, she will take full advantage. She is not yet crawling, but today while spending some time in their bedroom underneath the fan, she pulled up on the side of one of the cribs. I didn't have my camera (shit!) but I will catch her soon. She loves to roll around like a mad woman and is infatuated with anything she can chew on. She is totally into solids. She loves her Daddy's grilled cheese. Today she ate my mashed potatoes and some pasta which she didn't love, but she tried it. She loves cheese, apples, sometimes peaches and is hating her Gerber more and more each day. My baby girl has the best grin I have ever seen on a baby. She has porcelain skin with the greenest eyes that will tear the hearts of many. Her hair is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;untamable&lt;/span&gt; on the days her Dad gets to dress her, but we manage. And she has this crazy thing where she can bed her arms backwards pretty far. Further than most I think. Weirdo! She fits right in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baby B - a.k.a. Sebastian, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Gordingy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;BooBoo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;UberBoober&lt;/span&gt;, Stinker (yes, repeat, but we have 3), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Gordo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Nene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351856305786394290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SkWc9GtVFrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/JAiaxnyaEWQ/s400/DSC08744(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sebastian is insane. He is fearless and will attack anything head on. I don't really know where he gets this, but the boy is resilient. God help me when this child can walk. He is damn near there. He has been crawling for what seems like an eternity and he seems to think he is also King Kong. He hangs on to the rail of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;jumperoo&lt;/span&gt; and lets go of one hand and just swings around for kicks. He loves standing up by the gate that divides our side of the house with the living room. Sometimes I feel as though he may be plotting his escape. But other than that, he is a total softy. He loves Mama's kisses and loves to snuggle the most of the 3. He has been a good boy lately, which means h&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; hasn't slept over much. I miss that. Even though I get no sleep, it is awesome to wake up and smell his hair next to me. He also has green eyes, and will probably be the big teddy bear. And a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Momma's&lt;/span&gt; boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baby C - a.k.a Daniella, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Daniellie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Tookie&lt;/span&gt;, Turkey, Stinker, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Nena&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Flacuchis&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Flaca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351856299735616306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SkWc8wKtizI/AAAAAAAAAYU/PsXvCx0O4DY/s400/DSC08829(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dani is my baby girl. The smallest of the bunch but she is one not to be messed with. She is teething like crazy and was my instigator of the worst night in a long time last night. She managed to wake everyone up with one shriek and after coming home at 1:30 am from watching the new Transformers movie (which BTW KICKED ASS!) they were awake by about 3:30am. So Sean and I got about 2 hrs of sleep. She has been in the process of crawling for the last week or so and has the concept down, now she just needs to practice. She likes chew toys as well as the music ones and this cool drum set that rolls around and promotes crawling. She has been super attached to me lately. Like clingy really. She grabs my shirt to pull herself up and clings on to dear life when she has you. She has the bluest eyes I have ever seen, and since she was a baby I have said she had stars in her eyes. Because she really does. She is super lean compared to Gaby and still fits in a 3 month &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;onesie&lt;/span&gt; if she needed to. But she is long. I'm betting she will be tall and thin just like her Daddy. She is both a Daddy and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Momma's&lt;/span&gt; girl. And she loves to scratch Sean's beard when she is lying in bed with him. She is for sure the sweet baby of the bunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I will keep posts on the party stuff I have going on. And I am anxiously waiting their high chairs I just ordered from Target. They should be here next week. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-4464203885190563363?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/4464203885190563363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=4464203885190563363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4464203885190563363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4464203885190563363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/06/11-months-and-countdown-begins.html' title='11 months and the countdown begins...'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SkWc8nVtPsI/AAAAAAAAAYM/2GXtjiUMXpM/s72-c/DSC08484(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-1227521814769283847</id><published>2009-06-23T22:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T01:37:57.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dani waving Bye-Bye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-836e34876e093731" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D836e34876e093731%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331301705%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D503E26852A77642E3DD692515F4F94F0F9797D93.53EA7D6BB0CBB3571CECC00A31A2357748FB1242%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D836e34876e093731%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy_cWl3whBwKXic94Stty3KxLfWc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D836e34876e093731%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331301705%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D503E26852A77642E3DD692515F4F94F0F9797D93.53EA7D6BB0CBB3571CECC00A31A2357748FB1242%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D836e34876e093731%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy_cWl3whBwKXic94Stty3KxLfWc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I have been working on the bye-bye wave with them for a few weeks and today I was giving the kids lunch when Daniella started to wave.  I ran to get my camera because of course they have to try something cute when I am not prepared and this is what I managed to get.  A whole like 5 seconds of the wave.  Totally worth it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-1227521814769283847?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=836e34876e093731&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/1227521814769283847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=1227521814769283847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/1227521814769283847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/1227521814769283847'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-8546244392793400487</id><published>2009-06-21T11:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T11:37:24.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To the man that made me a Mother!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So even though Sean reading this blog would sort of take an act of Congress, I still wanted to acknowledge the fact that I could never repay him for giving me the most precious gift he could have ever given me.  So should he roam this blog someday when he is bored or just curious he will come across this note to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear Babe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will never be able to express how thankful I am to have picked you up at that party.  (Yeah, I bet you thought this was gonna get mushy!)  I have loved you to pieces and we've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;inseparable&lt;/span&gt; since March 2002, or better yet I haven't been able to shake you.  It has been one hell of a ride we have embarked on, and I have never met another man who I know can handle my neurosis, tantrums if you will (yes I know how old I am), craziness and just overall being me.  People have come and gone in our lives and no matter how loud the fight got or how bad I wanted to make you bleed sometimes, I will never forget the fact that you are as you always say to me, "on my side!"  So I am here to tell you that I have heard you loud and clear.  And just like anyone else, we have great days and really shitty ones, I am glad to stick around and find out what other curve balls life throws at us.  But seriously, triplets and cancer scares are no joke.  So LIFE, yeah I'm talking to you, take it easy on us for a while.  We are still trying to recoup over the thought of parenting TRIPLETS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But all joking aside, I am proud to be your wife.  I am eternally grateful for our 3 angels.  And even though I bitch and complain about our house being to small and all the repairs that have to get done and for you to take the trash out or bathe the dogs or go change your sons &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;poopie&lt;/span&gt; diaper (which I secretly get a kick out of, cause I know you hate it) I know more than ever that you're the one for me.  So here's to the guy I made a Father, and to the man that made me a Mother, I'll love you forever, even if it's just because of the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love you Babe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S. Just kidding on that last part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-8546244392793400487?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/8546244392793400487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=8546244392793400487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8546244392793400487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8546244392793400487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-man-that-made-me-mother.html' title='To the man that made me a Mother!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-8937492039742562624</id><published>2009-06-19T01:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T01:51:32.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm working on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So the babies birthday party is looming. I seriously haven't even started on not ONE invite. I am known to procrastinate and usually work better under pressure, but I am not intentionally leaving everything to the last minute. I haven't been feeling the greatest and the babies have been acting up a bit and I just haven't had my A game going on this week. I felt better when we came back from vacation. This week just started off bad and I feel like I haven't been able to catch up. But tomorrow is Friday, and although I know Sean is looking forward to working overtime on Saturday, I am secretly crossing my fingers that he isn't just so that I can get some extra help. I have been a massive basket case since I started a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BCP&lt;/span&gt;. And although I know that may be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TMI&lt;/span&gt;, please feel free to go to another post if need be. But I just haven't felt myself. I can cry at the drop of a hat. And I mean about anything. I took my monthly trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TCH&lt;/span&gt; for Sebastian's reflux &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;, but I actually had to go to the pharmacy to fill Dani's since the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PDX&lt;/span&gt; finally gave me a prescription for her. Every time I go there, it is a constant reminder of where I don't want to be. I walked the same halls I roamed the 8 days we were there. And even on the way, an ambulance was being followed by another car on the way to the medical center the same as when we were sent from St. Luke's to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TCH&lt;/span&gt; when Sebastian was admitted. It is a serious kick to the gut. But I walked the halls and made my way to the pharmacy and since their waiting room is the same as for the lab, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of patients come and go. I have a lump in my throat just thinking about it. But I managed to hold back my tears until I went into the chapel. I decided that I'd go in and say a prayer. And just reflect on the last few months. And to show that I was grateful for having 3 healthy babies. They even have one of those fake trees and post cards to right what you are praying for and hang. It broke me down to see kids writing to God praying for their siblings. Or parents praying for their babies and thanking God they had a good week. Or some that were having surgery. I prayed...for patience. I did. And more than anything I thanked God that I am so fortunate for having the family I always dreamed of and so much more. I catch myself thinking of how sick I am of our lack of space and how I wish the yard looked better so I could be out there with the kids and so many other things I complain to Sean about. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;truth&lt;/span&gt; is, I just have to wait. Because it's not time for that yet. And even though I know that, sometimes I tend to jump the gun. Also, I prayed for the staff at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TCH&lt;/span&gt;. For them to have the strength to care for the patients that just shouldn't be there. And for the families of those who have loved ones there. It is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;incredibly&lt;/span&gt; difficult to be a parent of a child in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt;. It is a pain you can never describe. Not knowing if your child will come home to you. It's sometimes a reality you must face and sometimes like with us, we got lucky. We had angels watching over our babies and were able to bring them home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So all in all, I have felt like the worst Mom this week. I have ran out of patience. It is so difficult to admit that. I love my children with all my heart. There are now buts about that. And just like any family we have our good days and our bad days. When you have one baby with an exploding diaper, another who knocked over a whole glass of tea on your new carpet, and another who is clinging to you. You have no idea. That can happen in just one hour. Now imagine what can happen in 24 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, to change the subject, I have been working on an art project for the babies for what seems to be forever. But here are some pictures of it and I hope to have them ready by the weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348927038829472306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sjs0zU7pqjI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LBgXlOoNeV4/s400/DSC08037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I saw this tutorial on how to make bows on YouTube, and here is what came out. They match the girls outfits for the birthday party. Oh, just wait until you see the tutu's my Mom made for the girls. They are gonna rock the party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348927044656510002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sjs0zqo7NDI/AAAAAAAAAXY/PxJi0sGesiA/s400/DSC08038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a picture of what my desk looks like. For those of you who have worked with me that read this blog, you would probably never believe my desk looks like this unless you saw pictures so here goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348927035908668722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sjs0zKDRvTI/AAAAAAAAAXI/_T5hOH-WQAI/s400/DSC08036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348927030117852338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sjs0y0eo5LI/AAAAAAAAAXA/oIu98o0Ovy8/s400/DSC08035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-8937492039742562624?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/8937492039742562624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=8937492039742562624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8937492039742562624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8937492039742562624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-im-working-on.html' title='What I&apos;m working on'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sjs0zU7pqjI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LBgXlOoNeV4/s72-c/DSC08037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-8273521917099529629</id><published>2009-06-18T23:47:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T01:13:35.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower - Agustin Elijah Zavala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I think this is the full name that Goose and Kayla have chosen for the baby. The first and middle I am positive about, but the last name, I am guessing on. But the baby shower was this passed weekend and Kayla's sister-in-laws along with her Mom hosted the event. It turned out super beautiful. We weren't able to make it there at the time it started because we had an unexpected visitor along for the ride. My neighbor had a funeral to attend to and asked if I could watch her daughter Alyssa who actually just turned the BIG 1! It's pretty weird because when I showed up at the shower, some thought she was Gabi because they do look very similar. Especially since that day I managed to do the double ponytails on her since her Uncle Goose loves that. But all in all, my Mom finally made it from work and since I had the help of Sean, we were late, but nevertheless, showed up in time for the gift unwrapping. So imagine us, toting 4 kiddos all at or under the age of 1. Thank goodness that baby Alyssa is an angel. Anyway, the future parents to be got pretty much everything they needed except the stroller. They had already purchased the crib and bedding, so they got really lucky with getting their high chair, we got them the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jumperoo&lt;/span&gt;, they also got their playpen. So all in all, Baby A is set up to come any time. Well, soon enough. I remember by this time last year I was driving Sean crazy because I couldn't figure out how to organize 3 cribs into one room and fit all the stuff they needed. It's pretty crazy to think that was already a year ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I unfortunately forgot my camera, but I have managed to steal some pictures from Goose's camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348914563332497842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjspdKFY4bI/AAAAAAAAAVg/02BPVyD8NzI/s400/DSC01084.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348916472999423538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjsrMUJdrjI/AAAAAAAAAVw/2S-81x8k304/s400/DSC01118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348916477245067954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjsrMj9tErI/AAAAAAAAAV4/hmBeKV8UyF8/s400/DSC01127.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348917661297171282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjssRe5uW1I/AAAAAAAAAWI/O8SId9EGnBc/s400/DSC07916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348913198060701074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjsoNsDOhZI/AAAAAAAAAVY/A457PU2b1CM/s400/DSC01170.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-8273521917099529629?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/8273521917099529629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=8273521917099529629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8273521917099529629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8273521917099529629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-shower-agustin-elijah-zavala.html' title='Baby Shower - Agustin Elijah Zavala'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjspdKFY4bI/AAAAAAAAAVg/02BPVyD8NzI/s72-c/DSC01084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-4228305436568649291</id><published>2009-06-15T22:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T01:25:00.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrian's Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I know I have been slacking on the blog updating, but it has been a rough getting back into gear after the vacation. First we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Adri's&lt;/span&gt; graduation from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school. Then getting ready for the vacation, Baby A's shower was the weekend after and now I need to kick my own ass into high gear for the babies birthday party. Yes...read it again. BIRTHDAY PARTY!!!! Holy crap. Seriously it is not possible for my kids to be turning 1 already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, not to get sidetracked, we attended &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Adri's&lt;/span&gt; graduation. It was super cool that we had front row. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt; David! We got a chance to see the show really well. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Adri&lt;/span&gt; and his class sang a few songs within the show. Then they picked up their diplomas to get into 1st grade. I can't believe little man is all grown up. I mean I was in the delivery room when he was born, come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But all in all it went well. The kiddos got a little scared when the parents started clapping, but other than that it went well. Gabi fell asleep and the other two were just getting into trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We ended up going to B-dubs for dinner since it was close and Goose was working and we didn't stay long since the kids had kind of had it. But here are some overdue pictures of that night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sister and the graduate, Adrian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348919128721085234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sjstm5e2UzI/AAAAAAAAAWg/CrD-RIIjoik/s400/DSC07385.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Adrian, the graduate!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348920112869107138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjsugLuBZcI/AAAAAAAAAW4/dnHA06xFDcU/s400/DSC07381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My sister Claudia, David and Adrian&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348920100778912994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjsuferfrOI/AAAAAAAAAWo/TB4ZQ2nMEdE/s400/DSC07386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My sister, Mom, Gabi and Sebastian&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348919115811604850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjstmJY_SXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/TruIOR9YKiA/s400/DSC07362.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daniella and her Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348919121747841010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjstmfgTD_I/AAAAAAAAAWY/qta8Nx5-8VA/s400/DSC07363.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Group photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348920101517695090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjsufhbomHI/AAAAAAAAAWw/cec99m_Dwmg/s400/DSC07387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-4228305436568649291?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/4228305436568649291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=4228305436568649291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4228305436568649291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4228305436568649291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/06/adrians-graduation.html' title='Adrian&apos;s Graduation'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sjstm5e2UzI/AAAAAAAAAWg/CrD-RIIjoik/s72-c/DSC07385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-7812526589105569880</id><published>2009-06-12T12:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T12:28:39.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby A's Baby Shower is tomorrow and I only have 3 diapers left!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Holy crap!!! So as I am writing this now, it has hit me that Goose's baby shower is tomorrow. Wait, let me say that with more urgency. PEOPLE IT IS T-O-M-O-R-R-O-W!!!! Seriously there are not enough exclamation points to explain how I haven't gotten anything together. I have most of the stuff I wanted to basket up, but I have still to put it together. And it's Friday, and 12:30pm, and I have to go to Walmart and buy diapers because I literally have like 2 diapers left and 3 babies sleeping, and I have to go to Best Buy and buy a dishwasher and make the bed and make bottles and make Gerber and pay bills and call the pharmacy for refill on Sebastian's medicine. Damn that list never ends. Holy shit I gotta go. Oh and by the way, I have a post on the trip with pictures and everything, but I am waiting on my stinky brother to give me his memory card because he still has a whole bunch more pictures that I need and I wanna get it all in one post. Later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-7812526589105569880?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/7812526589105569880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=7812526589105569880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7812526589105569880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7812526589105569880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-as-baby-shower-is-tomorrow-and-i.html' title='Baby A&apos;s Baby Shower is tomorrow and I only have 3 diapers left!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-905610447268509538</id><published>2009-06-11T18:52:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:06:36.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Port Aransas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I have been meaning to sit down since we got home on Sunday about our fabulous and much needed mini vacation to Port A. First of all I have to say that I never imagined that this little town woould get so much action. We drove about 230 miles to get there and after stopping for gas and food and stuff, it ended up taking us about 5 hours to get there. I can honestly say the ride back was much better. But more on that later. So we got there to check in right at about 4:30 pm. We had to get on the ferry to get onto the island which was about a 30 minute wait. Not too bad considering I had diapers to change and babies to feed. I purchased a bottle warmer to tke with us specifically on this trip that cost me $16.99 by Munchkin which I will surely be returning because it didn't work for shit. I sear the sun warmed up those bottles better than that thing did. Poor Gaby, she love her milk almost at burning temperature, so lets just say she had to ruff it for the trip there. I felt a bit motion sicknessy getting on the ferry but the ride was pretty short, so it didn't really leave much time to really let it set in. I got the wonderful task of driving since there were quite a few of us going. Including all adults and kids, there were 13 of us. Kim and Dalvis were awesome enough to bring their truck, so Sean rode with them. And my Mom and Lydia rode with me. While my Dad drove my brother, Kayla and my nephew Adrian. So we checked in with the office for the keys and the houses were in a little subdivision about 1/4 mile up ahead. At first I turned into the wrong neighborhood and even walked into the wrong house. And I figured it was the wrong house because it wasn't even completed. No furniture, but it had A/C! Woo it was cold in there. Eventually Sean and Dalvis figured out the actual neighborhood was across the street. We got everyone loaded in and headed there. The house was awesome. I have to say the pictures seriously don't do it justice. I do have one issue and this may just be me. But for what we paid to rent the house, I would have loved to have seen it cleaner. DOn't get me wrong, it was clean. But I guess I'm just a stickler for that. ANd also we ended up having a leak from the upstairs bathroom that dripped right infront of the stove. So kinda hard to cook when you got water dripping on you. And it could also use a good set of pans. But other than that, it was nice. The master downstairs fit our 3 playpens. It had a kingsize bed and a sofa bed along with a huge dresser that I turned into the baby station. I read in a magazine before we left that the best thing to do when traveling with babies, is to set everything up for them like you have at home. It saves you the trouble of scrambling for the diaper bag or not knowing where someone stashed the formula. So it went pretty well. We unloaded everyone got their rooms settled and my Dad cooked dinner the first night. Thanks Pops for making dinner along with our beloved Pico de Gallo! HHHMMMMM!!! I cant wait until the kids reakky start to dig into real foods. They are going to love my parents house. There is always something good to eat there. If it's not homemade frijoles or Pico, then my Mom always has something good to whip up. And as I type this, I have Sebastian sitting on my lap screaming BABABABABABA! and clinging on to my Blackberry like it's the last piece of technology he will ever touch. OH, if only he knew his Daddy will have him loaded with his own computer by the time he is 2. Not my words, those were his Daddy's, but more on this subject on another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we got up on Friday morning about 7:30 am to feed kiddos and ate breakfast. I decided pretty early in the week while we were packing that I wasn't going to get into any hurry since we were on vacation. I am usually the one trying to pack in as much crap as possible, but I need to learn to tone it down since I have 3 babies to tote around. We ended up at the beach about 11:30. It's literally around the corner from the house which I love. The water was awesome. I got the kids packed, in the swimmers diapers, suncscreen, hats the whole bit. It was a given that Dani was gonna have the best time. Gaby would eventually and Sebastian is kind of hit and miss. And that is exactly how it went. But all in all they had a good time. Sean was completely covered in sunscreen and even spent some time in the water which I thought he wouldn't do since his skin had gotten so much more delicate. And I think his dermatologist would have yanked him by his ear and out of the water if he knew where we were. But he did great. He knew when it was time to get out and so did I. My mom took care of the kiddos while I took Adrian in to jump some waves and we headed home a few hours later. Sean decided to skip the pool action, so we put the kids down for a nap and he stayed in there with them while I hit the pool with everyone else. Sean ended up cooking that night with Dalvis and I am sad to say that we turned in pretty early. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On Saturday, my Mom and Dad along with my nephew and Lydia decided to head to Corpus Christi and spend the day sight seeing. The rest of us took off to the beach. We didn't spend spend as mych time as I would have liked since the wind was gusting pretty good and Dani especially was getting pelted with the sand. So we packed up and headed back to the house and got things ready for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hate to say that I turned in pretty early every night we were there. But I did, and so did Sean. My brother, you know, the one with the pregnant girlfriend, took it upon himself to remind me every minute that I WENT TO BED EARLY EVERY NIGHT! Oh man. Wait until he gets Baby A at home. And he is up a few times a night and all that good stuff that happens when you become a parent. Just wait. Payback is a bitch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, we woke up about 7:30 on Sunday and headed home while my parents and the crew stayed behind for another round at the beach. We decided to head home since Sean had to get up early for work and we didn't know how the trip back was gonna be. Surprisingly, really well. They slept most of the way since we woke them up pretty early. Got home and unloaded the truck and got ready to do it all over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here are some pictures from the trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Port Aransas or Bust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347756592863090834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcMSZ7bmJI/AAAAAAAAASw/OUgmnykNIpA/s400/DSC07616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sebastian and his cousin Adrian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347759660268060610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcPE85w_8I/AAAAAAAAATY/aMWj4O9PgVk/s400/DSC07629.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goose, Kayla and Baby A, still in the belly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347759642369920178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcPD6OhDLI/AAAAAAAAATA/5g7nVvEOlaI/s400/DSC07620.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Daddy and his girls! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347759655794923682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcPEsPSWKI/AAAAAAAAATQ/zWg6ADrAV4s/s400/DSC07624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Kim and Dalvis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347759645290473154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcPEFG1JsI/AAAAAAAAATI/wssLOdyLMfc/s400/DSC07623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adri and his Nintendo on the way to Port A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347765010176150658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcT8W3QDII/AAAAAAAAAUo/65bIk9Q5kIk/s400/DSC00657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sean and Dani on the Ferry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347762254583347842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcRb9euuoI/AAAAAAAAATg/evpfxC629AU/s400/DSC07655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our beautiful beach house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347764991662204274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcT7R5LpXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/4sflgfbsMSU/s400/DSC07725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kiddos first time at the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347762255456632386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcRcAu7_kI/AAAAAAAAATo/ZZspjUB4_Og/s400/DSC07684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandpa and the girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347762261209596770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcRcWKjQ2I/AAAAAAAAATw/HgUcAxMx7Pg/s400/DSC07695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daniella at the beach (I knew she would love it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347762275711916418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcRdMMLGYI/AAAAAAAAAUA/aSqGhDzuWBw/s400/DSC07704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sebastian and his Grandma Pili&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347764985934320418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcT68jjEyI/AAAAAAAAAUI/mobDsMRZFkI/s400/DSC07710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gabi and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347769601356030866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcYHmV1Y5I/AAAAAAAAAVA/IIZIggYPPSE/s400/DSC00849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347769593836216546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcYHKU-IOI/AAAAAAAAAU4/yhM67h_qxT0/s400/DSC00837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347769606110045506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcYH4DR5UI/AAAAAAAAAVI/-fHD1mWzEE8/s400/DSC00850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347762269470708354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcRc08J0oI/AAAAAAAAAT4/iViBja9Giao/s400/DSC07700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347769590605799666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcYG-Sx4PI/AAAAAAAAAUw/GDv_bqMKwJU/s400/DSC00833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347769609275835986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcYID2EBlI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/1kCJvGd3lNM/s400/DSC00878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347764999699533442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcT7v1bjoI/AAAAAAAAAUY/htIhUB8KlSo/s400/DSC07763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-905610447268509538?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/905610447268509538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=905610447268509538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/905610447268509538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/905610447268509538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/06/port-aransas.html' title='Port Aransas'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SjcMSZ7bmJI/AAAAAAAAASw/OUgmnykNIpA/s72-c/DSC07616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-6221738924990375327</id><published>2009-06-10T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:15:19.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rae Gun: Giveaway: Citrus Summer Ruffle Diaper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://raegunwear.blogspot.com/2009/06/giveaway-citrus-summer-ruffle-diaper.html"&gt;Rae Gun: Giveaway: Citrus Summer Ruffle Diaper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-6221738924990375327?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://raegunwear.blogspot.com/2009/06/giveaway-citrus-summer-ruffle-diaper.html' title='Rae Gun: Giveaway: Citrus Summer Ruffle Diaper'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/6221738924990375327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=6221738924990375327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/6221738924990375327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/6221738924990375327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/06/rae-gun-giveaway-citrus-summer-ruffle.html' title='Rae Gun: Giveaway: Citrus Summer Ruffle Diaper'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-5822298892570439589</id><published>2009-06-10T13:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T16:03:51.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Avatars</title><content type='html'>So I have been working on the birthday invites since before we went out of town.  My mom aka my partner in crime has been shopping with me getting supplies together.  I thought of this idea to make our invites with these avatars of the kids.  We'll see what I come up with.  By the way, we are back in town and I will post pictures from the vacation as soon as I get them uploaded to my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.poseprints.com/aimg/th-avatar-2143.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poseprints.com/"&gt;http://www.poseprints.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.poseprints.com/aimg/th-avatar-2145.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poseprints.com"&gt;Get Your Own Pose @ www.PosePrints.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.poseprints.com/aimg/th-avatar-2144.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poseprints.com"&gt;Get Your Own Pose @ www.PosePrints.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-5822298892570439589?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' 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It was a little itchy when you sat on it and not much cushion for the falls the kids take these days.  So we went to Toys'R'Us and found this cool padded floor mat that is in some awesome colors that totally matched the room decor.  Thanks TOYSRUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get like a discount card from there with all the items I have purchased in the last 10 months.  Not to mention the diapers.  Oh God don't get me started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seriously never counted how many diapers we go thru, because honestly the thought of the actual number might make me cry and/or put me in the looney house once and for all.  But I think I may do that for the next week.  Tomorrow is the perfect day to start since it's Monday.  ANd when the kids get older and complain why I can't afford little league or ballet classes, then I can tell them it was because I forgot to buy stock at Pampers and I am now broke because I had to diaper their asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ShpDDdK_QVI/AAAAAAAAASE/icY1jkHYR2I/s1600-h/DSC06746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ShpDDdK_QVI/AAAAAAAAASE/icY1jkHYR2I/s400/DSC06746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339654034850529618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-3764467778404117998?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/3764467778404117998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=3764467778404117998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/3764467778404117998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/3764467778404117998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-addition-to-play-room.html' title='New addition to the play room'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ShpDDdK_QVI/AAAAAAAAASE/icY1jkHYR2I/s72-c/DSC06746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-1610825898949339579</id><published>2009-05-25T00:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T02:01:50.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Handy Manny and Home Depot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So today was our day to run errands and decided to take the kiddos with us to get out of the house.  The weather has been less than perfect the last couple of days, so I was crossing my fingers that it wouldn't rain in us.  We had our first trip to Home Depot first since the ants seem to be making their way into our asylum, therefore trying to eat us alive.  You can't so much as drop a crumb because they are on it like stink on shit, white on rice, or even an ant on food.  Yeah, I think the last one suits them perfectly.  We also made our way to Target to buy Evil Kneivel aka Sebastian a new bumper for his crib.  If you ask why since he had a perfectly good bumper.  Because my clumsy husband managed to rip a few of the streams that attach it to the crib frame and I never really liked it anyway.  My sister gave it to me when she let us borrow her crib and even though it was a perfectly good bumper, it didn't match the overall theme of the baby room.  And I am just a little weird on the matching thing.  So this really just gave me an excuse to get a new one.  On our way there, we ran into Handy Manny.  Which by the way is the kids favorite show to watch.  They love the songs...Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete, ocho! Hop hop jump in, come on let's go!  Yeah, I know you are probably wondering if I sang the the theme song in the middle of the aisle at Target.  I did.  But only because Sebastian asked me too.  And who can say NO to that child.  You've seen the pictures I've posted.  Come on.  You know you would have done it too.  Anyway, we also ran into a puppet that I would have purchased had it not been priced like the Blue diamond from the Titanic.  It was cte, but Manny and his tool beat him.  So Manny came home with us.  Also, I saw these super cute tutu's for the girls to wear on their birthday, but my Mom has been hard at work getting them perfect for her little angels to wear, so I shall never dare bring that up to her or she has mentioned something about disowning me and leaving me out of her will and just threatening me with all kinds of stuff.  So I will just let things stay as they are and let her continure ripping out her hair to make her grandbabies their birthday tutu's.  Besides, what better thing to wear for your 1st birthday, than showing off what your grandma shed blood, sweat and tears over right.  I can hear it now, my girls will be getting ready for prom and my Mom is gonna bust out saying how she worked her fingers to the bone for their tutu's.  I love my Mom.  She is the one I can count on when I have a crazy idea and only she can see it thru.  Thanks Mom for always letting me onvolve you in my mental case mind.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So here are some pics of the day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-44.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=504403158312404036&amp;amp;site=widget-44.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=504403158312404036&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-44.slide.com/p1/504403158312404036/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ShjDhdLtC5I/AAAAAAAAAR0/IsLBZKlB0a4/s400/DSC06663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daniella - Tooth count 2! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ShjDhB5puqI/AAAAAAAAARs/OyZTetH1M-s/s1600-h/DSC07139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339232330461067938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ShjDhB5puqI/AAAAAAAAARs/OyZTetH1M-s/s400/DSC07139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sebastian - tooth count 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ShjDg2oZtRI/AAAAAAAAARk/0-iVUl4fIlM/s1600-h/DSC07119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339232327435924754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-2355713971397931887</id><published>2009-05-21T22:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:36:50.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The tooth fairy is gonna love us!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When did this happen.  Daniella started a few weeks ago with one tooth, and just the other day we were at Target.  My Mom informs me as we are eating some lunch that Dani has yet another tooth coming.  Holy shit!  Then not only does she have a tooth, but Sebastian does too.  I discovered it on Sunday when I was giving him a bath.  And not only did he have one, but on Tuesday I found another.  So so far the tooth count goes as follows:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Daniella - 2 bottom teeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sebastian - 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bottom&lt;/span&gt; teeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gabriella - ZERO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think Gaby is losing by all counts.  But the worst part is that Gaby is the one that has been teething the longest and the worst.  She has been teething for as long as I can remember.  And I have even had to do the rubbing Tylenol on the gums, and the teething tablets, which she still fights me on.  But that is where we are on the tooth front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On another note, I have been seriously engulfed with the kiddos the last couple of weeks.  I usually have some time to sit on the computer while they nap or pay bills or whatever.  But it seems like they just haven't stopped.  And by they I mean Sebastian.  He seriously is on the move and I cannot keep up.  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;follows&lt;/span&gt; me around which is pretty cool.  But ultimately I can't even go throw in a load of laundry because he now has obviously figured out I he is mobile enough to follow me.  So he cries incessantly if I put him in the crib so he can stay put.  And now he refuses to get into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jumperoo&lt;/span&gt; or walker unless HE wants too.  Dude, the kid is 10 months old (almost).  I am in for some serious rebelling if he is like this already.  he very much know what he wants.  The girls are more laid back.  He is the greedy one that absolutely has to have the toy I give them even though he has 3 more right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of him.  Also, he is extremely jealous.  I was sitting on the floor holding the girls on each of my legs and he crawled over to us yelling and demanding I hold him.  He was pulling at Gaby so he could get in.  Again, very cute that he now knows he wants your attention.  But obviously a problem when you have 2 other babies to tend to.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am beginning to see that this is going to be a big challenge for me.  How to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;individualize&lt;/span&gt; my time with them instead of always making it a collective effort.  The girls have been extremely laid back like I said.  Gaby pretty much is still in her own world.  She likes the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;exersaucer&lt;/span&gt; that Sean brought home and Dani like the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;jumperoo&lt;/span&gt; or I alternate them during the day or they are even content laying on the floor rolling over experimenting with new toys.  Since they are sitting much better now, they like doing that as well.  Also, Sebastian and Dani are holding their own bottles now.  THANK GOD!!!!!  I am very happy this transition has kicked in.  Gaby is not too interested as she is my little princess.  But I am working on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Also, as you know, we are off on vacation in 2 weeks.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;YESSSSS&lt;/span&gt;!!!  I am so super duper excited.  And nervous.  We are going to Port &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Aransas&lt;/span&gt; which is about 4 hours away and I am debating when to leave, if I leave early feed before I go, or try not feeding until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; wake up?  Just all that stuff.  Along with doing a mental note of all the clothes, diapers, bottles, formula, and all that stuff we need to tote around.  Not to mention all of OUR crap.  I am happy to say that the weekend will consist of no makeup, sundresses and flip flops.  I am seriously into just hanging out with my family, having fun with the kids and seeing how they react to the beach.  I know they will never remember this, but the pictures will show it.  And I am going to love capturing them in a whole other element.  They are used to being at home and hanging out mostly inside.  So it is going to be weird to see them in the sand and the beach.  But I am totally looking forward to it.  And I know everyone else is too.  My brother calls me all the time to give me a countdown if you will of how many days we have left before we leave.  I have been trying to do some shopping also for some last minute things, but it is getting increasingly difficult to do that with the kids getting older and being a bit more demanding.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today was also pretty cool.  I went by my OB/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;GYN's&lt;/span&gt; office to pick up some paperwork and Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Syal&lt;/span&gt; was there.  He delivered the babies at 27 weeks 5 days and I wanted to bring the kids by so he can see how they are doing.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Also&lt;/span&gt;, while we were there, our fertility doctor showed up.  They are friends who also are in the same building on different floors and across the hospital where we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;delivered&lt;/span&gt; and also where the kids stayed at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt;.  So everything is pretty much in the same parking lot.  But it was cool to see them and even the though our fertility doctor didn't look like he remembered us, he was still a bit surprised at how well they were since he asked me how far along I was when we delivered.  He so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; asked me to consider reduction.  But obviously that was not the direction we were headed in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So all in all we had a great day with my parents and the kids.  This morning was all about running errands for Sean since the MINI needed new tires.  SO I went and did that first with my brother and my Dad.  My Mom stayed home with the kiddos.  I was certain I was going to come home and find my Mom with her purse in hand ready to go.  But always the trooper, my Mom handles everything like the pro that she is.  Love you Mom!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is all I have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;energy&lt;/span&gt; for now, so here are some pictures of the day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5b60d55e4367d483" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5b60d55e4367d483%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331301705%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D53CED58BEF4234DE1921180AD04CFF5B97EDF558.39CDADE17F5FD9FBD0D0220CF476D39B346740A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5b60d55e4367d483%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEXxHnWgsWwk44vQg47goDFB9AIs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5b60d55e4367d483%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331301705%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D53CED58BEF4234DE1921180AD04CFF5B97EDF558.39CDADE17F5FD9FBD0D0220CF476D39B346740A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5b60d55e4367d483%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEXxHnWgsWwk44vQg47goDFB9AIs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-2355713971397931887?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5b60d55e4367d483&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/2355713971397931887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=2355713971397931887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/2355713971397931887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/2355713971397931887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/05/tooth-fairy-is-gonna-love-us.html' title='The tooth fairy is gonna love us!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-4251801361799159237</id><published>2009-05-17T00:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:52:51.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My very first Mother's day - 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't believe it has been so long since I've had a few minutes to myself to write about what has been going on. It has been so super crazy these last couple of weeks that my son has been seriously making me contemplate returning him from where he came from. And trust me, I gave birth to him. I know that won't be easy. But sometimes, when he is into yet another thing he shouldn't, or across the room from where I left him, or standing in his crib holding onto dear life (a.k.a. the crib rail) screaming "BA,BA,BA,BA,BA" at the top of his lungs, then trust me that I think about it. I will be inputting several different posts about what has been happening the last couple of weeks and I have the pictures to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, Mother's day. Wow, what a day. It was just like any other in the sense that I still have 3 - 9 month &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;. So I still had diapers to change, babies to feed and run around like a chicken with my head cut off. So all in all, it was like any other day. Except that day was completely different. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Because&lt;/span&gt; I am now a Mom. I waited so long to be in this category. It was almost like coming full circle. I am so grateful for having had the opportunity to become a mother. We knew from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;get go&lt;/span&gt; that having multiples was a possibility. And even though we prayed for one, I thought about how cool it would be to have more than one. Never in a million years did I actually think this would be my life, because these things usually happen to other people. Not to people like me. But it did. And although to any fertility doctor, I am considered a failure; the look on my babies faces when I come get them from their cribs in the morning, or the look on Sebastian's face if he hits himself he immediately looks to me for comfort, or Dani's super huge smile and giggle when I tickle her, or Gaby's monster noises she has going on, man, I never imagined I would have such an impact on another human being. But I do. And I am so happy that they are mine. They are all mine. And they gave me the best gift of all...they made me a Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is one for the books. I didn't get to spend it with my Mom since she had to work, but we did go to my s-i-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;l's&lt;/span&gt; house for dinner. She hadn't seen the kiddos since Christmas, so we were certainly overdue. We had a good time and got to spend some time also with my m-i-l, which even though we live under the same roof, I hardly see her. So I have a few thanks to say so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom - My best friend who comforts me when I need you, my shoulder to cry on when Sean's isn't enough, the one who makes me laugh, the one that has every single memory I do, my helper, my baby sitter, diaper changer, teacher, cook, and so much more. You taught me how to be a good person, to have a heart, to be a mother. Even though our relationship has not always been perfect, it was totally worth the wait. I love you and need you more than words could say and I am eternally grateful for the support you have been for me especially the last few years. There is not enough money, words, actions, poems, or anything else that can show the gratitude I have for you or how proud I am to have you as my Mom. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda - I know we have had our differences in the past, but I am glad to have gotten passed them. I will be forever grateful for how you raised my wonderful husband. I can't think of anyone better to be raising these 3 beautiful angels God gave us. I only hope I can pass on the values you instilled in him. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all the other Mom's in my life, I learn every day a little bit from my life experiences. From my best friend Letty who was my life line during my pregnancy with all my weirdo questions, to my sister who is now raising my nephew Adrian as a single mom and I comend her for having that strength within her and the people that surround her. I love you all and I hope that this Mother's day along with all the other one's we have we remember that our kids are who put us in this category. And no matter how many diapers we change ot hoe many times we have to wash our kids asses at Target, they complete us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336666999196635170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sg-mXGOqUCI/AAAAAAAAAPc/lkU5pl_QGzg/s400/DSC06585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336666996944286226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sg-mW91qMhI/AAAAAAAAAPU/W11YkEhz2FQ/s400/DSC06579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sg-mX30jsZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/rbvyL9rdiBw/s1600-h/DSC06550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336667012508922258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sg-mX30jsZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/rbvyL9rdiBw/s400/DSC06550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sg-mXrioEXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/-b-UpQAsw6w/s1600-h/DSC06555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336667009212486002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sg-mXrioEXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/-b-UpQAsw6w/s400/DSC06555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sg-mXdq6zkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/1Qzvfl0OOVc/s1600-h/DSC06547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336667005489172034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sg-mXdq6zkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/1Qzvfl0OOVc/s400/DSC06547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-4251801361799159237?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/4251801361799159237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=4251801361799159237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4251801361799159237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4251801361799159237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-very-first-mothers-day-2009.html' title='My very first Mother&apos;s day - 2009!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sg-mXGOqUCI/AAAAAAAAAPc/lkU5pl_QGzg/s72-c/DSC06585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-6570451557762611784</id><published>2009-04-29T00:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T01:09:10.234-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mani - Pedi day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Si I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coerced&lt;/span&gt; my Mom into coming over today for her to spend some time with the babies. In reality, I was so ready for a little time to myself I treated myself and Sean to some much needed pampering. It started off fantastic as I ran into my high school cosmetology teacher, Ms. Fender. Love her! She is probably the teacher that made the most impact on me in my entire life. I have few people in my life that I can look back on and say they really left a mark on me. And she is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; one of them. Other than that, I took my new Blackberry with me, which I am loving by the way. I added the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; feature and so I sat to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pedied&lt;/span&gt; up and started reading one of my favorite blogs: &lt;a href="http://www.mcknob.com/"&gt;http://www.mcknob.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Honestly, I have read this blog and had to step away from my computer because my sides hurt from laughing so bad. Not to mention the countless times I have read pieces of entries to Sean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;out loud&lt;/span&gt; because it's just so damn funny. Only this time, it wasn't so much. The entry was basically an email she received from a reader which you can see here: &lt;a href="http://www.mcknob.com/2009/04/lessening-terrible-burden.html"&gt;http://www.mcknob.com/2009/04/lessening-terrible-burden.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was reading this as I was getting my pedicure and I was wiping away tears as quickly as I felt my eyes filling with tears. I cannot even fathom the thought of being in the shoes of these parents. I had an immediate surge to hug my children, because not only did I have 1 but 3 that made it out of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt;. I could not get out of there quick enough. I started crying as soon as I got in the truck and Sean of course did not know why. Between my sobs, I explained what you can read in those links. As soon as I ran home, I took Sebastian from my mom's arms and hugged him with every ounce of love I have for him. And then I grabbed Gaby. And tonight before I put Dani to bed, I held her on my chest just like I used to in the NICU and became so much more grateful that she is mine. They are all mine. And at night after their asleep, I can get out of bed like I usually do, and get them out of their crib and just hold them. And stare. Stare in awe of what they are, who they will become and all those hopes and dreams a parent creates in their mind for their children. And for the simpler things, to just carress them, and see Dani's hands so tiny, and how Sebastian's are so big. Or how long Gaby's hair is getting, and how I hope they all have as great a relationship as I have with Goose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But just like this Mom had once, I have survivors guilt. My children are special to me. But what about the other children that don't survive. Are they any less special? Not to me. But why, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;never ending&lt;/span&gt;, unexplainable question...why? I asked myself in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; as I watched all 3 of my babies in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; attached to machines that kept them alive why this was my life. And then, a twin that had been born about 2 weeks after our triplets passed away. I never asked why again. Because I learned that better than asking why, it was more important to just pray that I would go home with these babies. More than anything, I would have to live with the guilt that my 20 something year old body did me wrong. That I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;failed&lt;/span&gt; my children and my husband. I know that sounds a bit masochistic and I know I am not at all in this families position, but as a mom who went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; my share of hospital stays and apnea monitors and breathing treatments, I will never be able to forgive myself for not being able to make it further.  And to give my kids a better head start.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;More than anything, I just want to bring an awareness. Not all babies are born healthy. And not all babies survive. I made a decision not too long ago that next year I would walk for the March of Dimes, and I know I can count on my family and friends to stand there next to me. Without this research and treatments and doctors available, many kids wouldn't be around today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-6570451557762611784?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/6570451557762611784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=6570451557762611784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/6570451557762611784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/6570451557762611784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/04/mani-pedi-day.html' title='Mani - Pedi day'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-8273509128142493265</id><published>2009-04-24T23:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:54:58.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Month Update!</title><content type='html'>So, today was our 9 month check up with our pediatrician, Dr. Singh. Love her! We brought the kids in and the staff quickly filed into the room with us to see and hold the babies. It was pretty exciting. First things first, I have weight and measurements for the kiddos. And for those of you with a good eye, yes those are earrings the girls are wearing. They got them done today. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella weighs 19 lbs 3.5 oz and is 26 inches long! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328486953393468962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SfKWpw9SNiI/AAAAAAAAAO0/kHq4zstCkt0/s400/DSC05747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daniella weighs 16 lbs 5.5 oz and is 24 1/2 inches long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328486957883508194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SfKWqBryxeI/AAAAAAAAAPE/RhWXuLEAZ0w/s400/DSC05749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebastian weighs 17 lbs 15.5 oz and is 26 1/2 inches long!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328486964810626370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SfKWqbfWNUI/AAAAAAAAAPM/yr2c0Ub2-HE/s400/DSC05744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are within the 55 percentile as far as growth is concerned.  Dr. Singh was very pleased with their growth and pretty much said to keep up what I'm doing.  Right now Sebastian is the only one sitting without support.  He does not sit on his own, but if you put him there he can stay sitting.  I even took him to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; with me the last weekend and he sat like a big boy in the basket with no car seat, just in there with the basket cover.  He is grabbing and getting a hold of everything.  If he wants it, he's gonna get it.  And if he can't reach it, he will let you know it.  He has quite the personality.  He is now being spoon fed all the time.  Meaning with the 2 feedings a day of Gerber and soup I am making, he eats it directly with a spoon.  I have been playing around with different things to eat and so now they are down to 3 bottles a day and 2 feedings of actual food.  They drink 1 7 oz bottle in the morning then a couple hours later they eat Gerber.  One veggie and one fruit with some juice.  Then a few hours later, another 7 oz bottle and off for a nap.  Then they get up and I try to either have dinner ready or am cooking dinner and Sean and I feed them some chicken soup that I have been making.  The girls are not much fans of it but they eat it and Sebastian loves it.  Then we usually have dinner and clean up and its off to the bath and then to bed.  It doesn't always go down like this but we are getting into a routine.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So back to Sebastian, he is also trying to pull up on things already.  He manages to move like a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;froggy&lt;/span&gt;, it's so cute.  He is into everything and exploring like crazy.  If you are eating something, he wants to try it.  He loves squash, peas, green beans, my chicken soup, not a fan of carrots or sweet potatoes from Gerber, but I do put carrots in the soup and he likes those.  Also he loves Vanilla Custard with Banana by Gerber and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mangoes&lt;/span&gt; are his next favorite.  Apricots with fruit, bananas, pears, and applesauce are a few others.  He doesn't really pay too much attention to the pineapple though.  Also he likes Cookies and Cream Ice Cream.  I wonder who let him try that!  And we are now working on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt; cup as well.  Pretty much just as active as any kid his age can get.  He is a super flirt with the ladies and is a total momma's boy.   He clinges to me like it's the end of the world.  He like bath time except when you have to wash his face or hair.  Love the Rainforest Jumperoo his Aunt Tracey brought over and is in love with the remote.  What a man at age, well, 9 months old!  And he loves Handy Manny.  When the tools sing, that's his favorite part.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now onto Daniellita!  She is my sweet little baby.  She is so light compared to when you pick Gaby up.  She smiles at everything  and is super ticklish.  And I mean everywhere.  You can literally point at her and she laughs.  She is still feeding her Gerber and soup with a bottle.  This is not my choice but I would rather introduce these new foods one way or another or end up with a toddler who only drinks milk.  I don't want my kiddos to be picky eaters.  She pretty much eats anything Geber makes.  Squash, peas, carrots, bananas, mangoes, peaches, everything.  Gerber makes it, she eats it!  Now my soup, not so much.  But that's ok.  She will get there.  She also is still spitting up some.  Not as much as before though.  She is my night owl.  Loves to stay in bed with us as long as we are up and then sleeps in late like her momma.  She is so into sucking her thumb which I hate, but I cannot break her from it.  Atleast she only does it mainly to sleep.  It's not like the thumbsicking is preventing her from playing or anything.  Her tooth is still in, and taking its time to rear its full head or should I say tooth!  She is really liking the Baby Einstein play gym and is half way on the sitting on her own part.  Also, she is working on holding her own bottle.  If it's small enough, she can hold it.  Her starry eyes melt me.  And every morning when I get her from her crib, she welcomes me with the smile that could melt every snowflake on the earth.  She likes to sleep over too.  She loves her Daddy and knows when he comes home.  And Sean started trying to feed her with the spoon and Gaby too so he is working on that.  She rolls over like crazy.  On the changing table, the bed, the crib, the floor, anywhere.  She is getting pretty active too.  I have to keep a close eye on her!  She is also my most patient baby.  I am pretty sure I have said that before.  But she really is.  She can wait for me as long as I need her, but she knows when she has had enough wait time and lets me know it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Onto my big girl Gaby.  What can I not say about my big baby girl.  That's what I call her.  She has the biggest smile.  It's like her mouth is not wide enough to portray how hapy she really is.  She has crazy baby hair that I now have to put into a little ponytail.  She is teething horribly and pretty much uses her hands to relieve the pain or itchiness associated with it.  She is also my loudest in the decibel department.  When she cries, take notice.  Not because you want to, but because you have no choice.  She is always the last one to get shots or beasically the last one for anything because she is ultra senstitive.  Today during the ear piercing, she was already crying as they where marking her with a marker.  You would have thought they marked her with a dagger and the jabbed her a few times.  Needless to say, when they actually pierced her ears, she could not even cry.  I almost cried for her.  She was so upset.  I even regretted putting her thru it.  She cried unbearably for about 10 minutes straight.  She also enjoys bath time.  We have done without the little bath tub for quite some time.  I am pretty rigid when it comes to bathing babies.  I am a firm believer in bathing every day.  Alot of people I have read up on bathe their triplets about every other day.  In my house, that is just not ok.  They get a bath everyday.  So either they are in the bath with me or Sean.  It gets done.  Either he bathes and I dress or vice versa.  We have made it work!  Gaby is just now getting into the toys.  She like the rattles and enjoys spending time in the walker.  She sort of half way rolls over but her thumb in her mouth prevents the full circle.  Also, she sits up with support of my pregnancy pillow I used.  She is very mellow and go with the flow, but also when she is done, she is done.  And that's it!  As far as food goes, I feel she still prefers her milkie.  Sean feels she is ready to spoon feed, so I will be trying that this weekend.  As far as foods go, she pretty much eats anything but carrots and sweet potatoes.  They make her sick and she spends the whole day spitting them up.  She also is not a huge fan of the chicken soup, but again I have confidence she will come around.  SHe is also my marshmallow.   She is the best to cuddle with because she is co marshmallowey!  Her hair always blows on my face when she sleeps over.  And she is always cold and sleeps with one hand on her face.  Always!  I haven't figured out where she gets that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, today was a crazy day.  On top of that, I had dinner here to kind of catch up with everyone and say hello.  Kayla is getting big as can be expected although you can still tell she is a size 0 underneath the baby belly.  My brother says she is in full nesting mode and they are working on getting the baby stuff together.  What an exciting time!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the vacation note, I booked the house for Port Aransas.  We will be gone the first weekend of June and we are soooooo looking forward to some fun in the sun.  It's literally all we talk about.  I am so ready for a change of scenery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, that is as much as I can keep my eyes open for now.  I will post some more pictures soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-8273509128142493265?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/8273509128142493265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=8273509128142493265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8273509128142493265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8273509128142493265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/04/9-month-update.html' title='9 Month Update!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SfKWpw9SNiI/AAAAAAAAAO0/kHq4zstCkt0/s72-c/DSC05747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-6077412722347448647</id><published>2009-04-20T00:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:15:41.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Call the Press, my baby girl's got a TOOTH!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SewPRWKtfkI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Otal0AuRXho/s1600-h/DSC05497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326649249955151426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SewPRWKtfkI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Otal0AuRXho/s400/DSC05497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we decided to take a walk today since we've been cooped up in the house for a few days.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt; we had not met our rain quotient for the decade and so Mother Nature decided to get us caught up...in 2 DAYS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So pretty much it rained nonstop and when we woke up Sunday morning, I peeked out the blinds and sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;niblets&lt;/span&gt; (yes I watch Hannah Montana) the sun was out!  Anyway, went out for a walk and ran into our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;neighbors&lt;/span&gt;.  We hung out at their house for a bit because their baby girl is just a couple months older than our kiddos.  She's such a cutie pie.  And as we were out the door, Dani proceeded to lose her cookies.  And by cookies I mean milk.  Fortunately we were already out the door, and as I am toting 2 kids and one full of vomit, my mother in law picks up Dani for me so I could get ready for lunch.  Not even a few minutes later, she comes back in, Dani in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hand&lt;/span&gt; to inform me my daughter has a tooth.  Nanny say what?!?!  Yup, I ran into the bathroom to scrub my hands and b&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;egan&lt;/span&gt; to dig at her gums and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sho&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nough&lt;/span&gt;, there was a tooth.  My baby girl, I would have expected you to be the last one to cut a tooth.  But here we are.  I can seriously turn any milestone in their lives into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tearfest&lt;/span&gt;, but I will refrain from doing so with this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;occasion&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I think to the future of the 3 ankle biters I will have crawling around soon and so I will weep privately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-6077412722347448647?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/6077412722347448647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=6077412722347448647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/6077412722347448647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/6077412722347448647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/04/call-press-my-baby-girls-got-tooth.html' title='Call the Press, my baby girl&apos;s got a TOOTH!!!!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SewPRWKtfkI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Otal0AuRXho/s72-c/DSC05497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-7773160635653198285</id><published>2009-04-15T03:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:43:53.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the park</title><content type='html'>So today was my 2nd attempt to take the kiddos out during the day by myself.  The last time, I thought I'd be brave and get a workout in by taking the kiddos for a walk.  That my friends did not go so well.  It took me about 45 minutes just to leave the house and by the time I was done with the walk, I may as well have given up one of my lungs.  Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time I thought I would be smart.  I carried Dani in the carrier and put Gaby and Sebastian in the stroller.  We got there pretty easily.  I tried to put Dani in the swing but other than freaking the F out, she is still to tiny to fit properly.  On the other hand, Gaby fit good.  She didn't care too much for swinging, but she was good.  No crying.  And then Sebastian, my daredevil, loved it.  He had such a good time.  I ended up taking Dani to the swings with me and she liked it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was quite a success.  I came home with 2 asleep and fed them some milkie and then went to my parents house for dinner.  Thank God for having parents that live so close.  I don't know what I would do without them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-7773160635653198285?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/7773160635653198285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=7773160635653198285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7773160635653198285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7773160635653198285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-at-park.html' title='Day at the park'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-148645876601103443</id><published>2009-04-13T23:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:51:27.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tripletmami/3440848824/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3622/3440848824_58c6c77966_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tripletmami/3440848824/"&gt;Pretty baby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tripletmami/"&gt;tripletmami2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-148645876601103443?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/148645876601103443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=148645876601103443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/148645876601103443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/148645876601103443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/04/pretty-baby.html' title='Pretty baby'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3622/3440848824_58c6c77966_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-1509061584400015763</id><published>2009-04-13T23:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:31:48.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The dolls that saved my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SeQMIt1xHPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ZQAC9R32ZtU/s1600-h/DSC05303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324394003342367986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SeQMIt1xHPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ZQAC9R32ZtU/s400/DSC05303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably about the 2nd or 3rd day after the babies were born, I was still in the hospital.  During one visit to the NICU, a nurse gave me the dolls next to the Precious Moments dolls sitting on this shelf.  After a few days of getting used to what we could and couldn't do, I brought the actual Precious Moments dolls to be kept in the isolettes with the babies.  My Mom and Dad gave them to us for the baby shower.  Anyway, the homemade dolls given to us in the NICU, I slept with for the next few days before I left the hospital.  The whole idea was for my scent to be left on them and the babies be able to sleep with them.  I thought what a great idea for them.  Little did I know that those few days in the hospital, right after they were born, they may as well been my little angels.  I get teary idea just going back to those first few days where everything is so uncertain.  I was completely unprepared for what I saw, and heard, and felt, and just the whole experience.  No book, no conversation, nothing could have prepared me for those 2 months.  But these little dolls took on a life of themselves.  I made sure they were with them before I left every afternoon and every night.  Since we've been home, I had them in the babies cribs, but they have been moving around way too much to keep them in there.  So Sean put up these shelves so they would have a place to live in the meantime.  Thanks Babe for always putting up with my love of all things mementos.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-1509061584400015763?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/1509061584400015763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=1509061584400015763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/1509061584400015763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/1509061584400015763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/04/dolls-that-saved-my-life.html' title='The dolls that saved my life'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SeQMIt1xHPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ZQAC9R32ZtU/s72-c/DSC05303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-5852073284776648136</id><published>2009-04-11T00:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:24:01.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe it has been over a week since I last posted. I have been crazy tired, I cannot even describe. I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; trying to find a house to rent in Port &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aransas&lt;/span&gt; since I finally convinced my husband that we are in desperate need of a vacation. I know. I know. I cannot believe I am thinking about traveling with the kiddos. But the sun and sand is calling to me. It is telling me to get my pasty ass to the beach because I have been gone way too long. It is even forgiving me for not being bathing suit ready and for not taking my babies to Miami for some proper fun in the sun. It is settling for P.A. because it knows the drive or flight alone would kill us all with 3 children to care for and so it knows. The sun just knows, I must get to the nearest decent beach A.S.A.P. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I am in the middle of finalizing who is coming and who isn't. Looks like there are about 10 of us which means plenty of babysitters! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!!! My evil plan is coming together nicely. Sorry guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;anywho&lt;/span&gt;, an update on the babies is well over due. Everything is pretty crazy around here. I have been playing with different feeding schedules and decreasing milk intake and increasing solids and just bottom line, trying to find something that works for all 4 of us. Since Sebastian has been sitting up pretty well, I have started feeding him his solids with a spoon. Before I was just putting it all together in a bottle, but he is doing quite well. He takes about 15 minutes to intake 1 - veggie, 1 - fruit, and a bottle of juice. The girls I am still doing the bottle thing cause they are not yet cooperating with the spoon. Dani will get there pretty soon, but Gaby, she just spits and spits. And I end up covered in carrots, or peas or mango. Whatever choice of food there is for the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Other than that we are doing well. We have our 9 month check up coming soon. I cannot believe how time has gone by. I have blinked, literally, and my babies are growing like weeds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have been getting out more and more. And finally Sean has realized what being a father of triplets means in public. Seriously! I am with them all day, so if I need to be out, I go out. I am pretty experienced when it comes to a plan of attack. What you say that is? I'll tell you. AVOID EYE CONTACT AT ALL TIMES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, if I know you, and I don't notice you, I am not avoiding YOU specifically. I am simply avoiding the innate amount of questions that people who have never seen 3 babies together come up with. Seriously people, are they twins? is not the appropriate question when you see THREE BABIES!!!!!!!!!!!! That is something straight from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;. 2+1=3. 3!!!! Not twins, TRIPLETS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And what is with the touching. I have written about this before, but now that it is warming up here, I don't take the kiddos out with their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;car seats&lt;/span&gt; as much. Why must strangers touch my kids? I was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; of all places and no offense with the next few lines. But my brother and I were waiting for the gentleman at the entrance of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; to tag 2 items we were returning. 2 not 100, just 2. I am trying to help him along as much as possible because he very well may have a stroke trying to put a baby outfit back into the plastic bag. (More on this later.) So I turn around and there is this lady holding both my sons hands in hers. WHY?!?!?! I politely (while piecing her skull with my eyes) asked her to remove her filthy hands away from my son as she stepped away in disgust as she could not believe I was telling her not to touch my kid. Who the fuck does she think she is? Jesus? Why must people cop an attitude with me when he is my child. I would never, mark my words, never touch a baby of someone I don't know. I don't know if she just washed her hands. Or worse yet, went to the bathroom and DIDN'T. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That wasn't the first time either. I had another lady at Kohl's try to touch Gaby and then at Sam's. I was in the bathroom changing Dani and Sean was at the food area grabbing us some drinks and he said people were just coming up to him and trying to touch the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am posting this to anyone who comes across this post: DON'T TOUCH STRANGERS BABIES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And more importantly, DON'T TOUCH MINE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to the guy from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;. Why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;, why? Why do you put these people who could easily be put down with a mere glance at the front entrance. The people greeters are there not only to greet you, but also to make sure people are not stealing. So if the alarm goes off as you exit the store, it is their job to record that. But why is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; putting these heart attacks waiting to happen at the gate to do that. If I were insuring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;, that would be a liability for me. I mean come on, I know people of all ages need to work and I am certainly not saying he/she is too old to work at all. But why put someone who is so vulnerable at risk like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, now that I am done venting, here are some cute pictures from the last few days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sebastian being cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323314531040371650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SeA2XKJWI8I/AAAAAAAAANU/SgUIxPU7hzQ/s400/DSC04926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dani, my precious angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323314515228012802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SeA2WPPYsQI/AAAAAAAAAM0/61qD6x0w_Dg/s400/DSC04764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daddy teaching Sebastian how to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323314526238820274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SeA2W4QkR7I/AAAAAAAAANM/_ObG5iqFjYo/s400/DSC04772.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaby being goofy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323314522632782002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SeA2Wq00gLI/AAAAAAAAANE/Txw3BWtOp9Q/s400/DSC04799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Gaby trying to tell Mommy she is ready for the beach before heading to church last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323314515456539522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SeA2WQF3u4I/AAAAAAAAAM8/cyFxEkrd3x0/s400/DSC04765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S. I am totally and completely aware that I have used the word seriously and exclamation points enough for the rest of my life in just this post so forgive me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-5852073284776648136?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/5852073284776648136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=5852073284776648136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/5852073284776648136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/5852073284776648136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-believe-it-has-been-over-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SeA2XKJWI8I/AAAAAAAAANU/SgUIxPU7hzQ/s72-c/DSC04926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-4188093931436588093</id><published>2009-04-08T02:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T02:05:11.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Tide Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight-tide-pettiskirt-giveaway.html"&gt;Twilight Tide Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-4188093931436588093?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight-tide-pettiskirt-giveaway.html' title='Twilight Tide Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/4188093931436588093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=4188093931436588093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4188093931436588093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4188093931436588093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/04/twilight-tide-pettiskirt-giveaway.html' title='Twilight Tide Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-7271204059599211505</id><published>2009-03-31T02:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T02:25:02.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A day and the grandparents house!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So it's been a while since I posted anything that is going on. We have been pretty busy and I have added on the task of helping my brother and Kayla get things in order at their house before the baby comes. On a side note, Sean and I had my Dad, Goose and Kayla come over on Saturday night to baby sit while we had a night on the town. My best friends birthday was that night, so we decided we would take full advantage of that and the fact that our anniversary of the first day we met were around the corner. Around the corner as in today, the 31st of March 2002 was the first day we met. Wow! Time flies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, we spent this afternoon at my Mom's since it gets kinda loud around the house with the work being done on the sewer lines in our neighborhood. So I decided I would ru to my Mom's for the afternoon and spend some time there. I took a few pictures over the last few days so enjoy and I will write back soon.&lt;/div&gt;Oh and also a million thanks to Aunt Tracey for bringing by the swing a Rainforest Jumperoo. I think this has quickly become the new favorite around here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319247830149567458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SdHDuAxVE-I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/yTVC31qv9dw/s400/DSC04612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Proud Grandparents!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319247829375931346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SdHDt944U9I/AAAAAAAAAMI/lg3OuG8X_Kw/s400/DSC04608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abuelita Pili and Sebastian&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319247822474096402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SdHDtkLWrxI/AAAAAAAAAMA/jcqB-trVLHc/s400/DSC04604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gaby and her Abuelito Agustin!  She has him wrapped around her little finger &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and he doesn't even know it yet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319247800053720370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SdHDsQp65TI/AAAAAAAAALw/auSJD91PzQ0/s400/DSC04601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sweet Dani, hangin' out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319247813938042322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SdHDtEYM1dI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6xi9iEqya_o/s400/DSC04602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He wears her out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-7271204059599211505?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/7271204059599211505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=7271204059599211505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7271204059599211505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7271204059599211505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-its-been-while-since-i-posted.html' title='A day and the grandparents house!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SdHDuAxVE-I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/yTVC31qv9dw/s72-c/DSC04612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-8413819469142649469</id><published>2009-03-31T02:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T02:00:18.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Tide Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight-tide-pettiskirt-giveaway.html"&gt;Twilight Tide Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-8413819469142649469?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight-tide-pettiskirt-giveaway.html' title='Twilight Tide Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/8413819469142649469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=8413819469142649469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8413819469142649469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/8413819469142649469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight-tide-pettiskirt-giveaway.html' title='Twilight Tide Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-5344941649434621471</id><published>2009-03-28T11:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T11:18:21.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They may as well be twins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sc5Nki0tbuI/AAAAAAAAALo/9Y6wVahOq4I/s1600-h/DSC04531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318273500189650658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sc5Nki0tbuI/AAAAAAAAALo/9Y6wVahOq4I/s400/DSC04531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It never seazes to amaze me how much these two look alike!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-5344941649434621471?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/5344941649434621471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=5344941649434621471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/5344941649434621471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/5344941649434621471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/03/they-may-as-well-be-twins.html' title='They may as well be twins!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/Sc5Nki0tbuI/AAAAAAAAALo/9Y6wVahOq4I/s72-c/DSC04531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-7992666977179796886</id><published>2009-03-23T01:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T01:49:43.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby boy is learning to crawl!</title><content type='html'>Holy shit!  I cannot believe these words are coming out of my, well, fingers actually!  I was feeding Sebastian and Gaby in the bedroom earlier and as I was done with them, I went to get Dani.  I laid him next to me as I fed her and he started to do a back and forth motion he had been doing for a couple days now.  Only to my surprise he was actually moving around.  I got off the bed, while still feeding Dani and started motioning him to come to me.  Sure '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nough&lt;/span&gt;!  That boy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;makavelied&lt;/span&gt; his way from one side of the bed straight to me.  He's such a big boy!  I cannot believe this.  Just yesterday my baby was growing out of his preemie diapers and clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and just wait, I got 2 more thinking about doing the same thing.  I feel bad for the dogs.  These kids are gonna be terrorizing them sooner than they think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-7992666977179796886?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/7992666977179796886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=7992666977179796886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7992666977179796886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/7992666977179796886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-baby-boy-is-learning-to-crawl.html' title='My baby boy is learning to crawl!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-1619791153562857406</id><published>2009-03-20T01:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T01:48:57.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update on the kiddos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So Dani is now completely rolling over from back to belly. She had been working on this for the last week and now she is all over the place. Gaby still can't quite get her thumb &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt; of her mouth long enough to roll all the way over, but she will be there soon. Sebastian is not quite interested yet, but as you have seen from previous pictures, he is sitting up like a big boy. He doesn't like to sit long any more and is totally infatuated with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jumperoo&lt;/span&gt; my Mom bought them. Also, I had been waiting on the hand to mouth coordination to get a little bit better. The girls are good with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thumbsucking&lt;/span&gt;, which I don't particularly love, but if it soothes them. But Sebastian is usually the one upfront and center with new stuff and today he was. My m-i-l Linda bought them some butter biscuits by Gerber and here is what Sebastian thought was ideal for the day. And some extra pictures of the girls, just because they are so damn cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sebastian loved that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cookie&lt;/span&gt; his Nana brought him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315157437835259554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ScM7h19yLqI/AAAAAAAAALI/WOKNynt71UQ/s400/DSC04358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little marshmallow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315157446683378210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ScM7iW7VwiI/AAAAAAAAALQ/huzYm9zpg7I/s400/DSC04340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dani my sweet angel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315157454439781314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ScM7iz0nE8I/AAAAAAAAALY/CIlLewBPsDM/s400/DSC04342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-1619791153562857406?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/1619791153562857406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=1619791153562857406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/1619791153562857406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/1619791153562857406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/03/quick-update-on-kiddos.html' title='Quick update on the kiddos...'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ScM7h19yLqI/AAAAAAAAALI/WOKNynt71UQ/s72-c/DSC04358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-994294810273480566</id><published>2009-03-20T01:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T01:26:53.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>90% chance - It's a BOY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ScM14vl3z7I/AAAAAAAAAKY/0-RvI4vPxPE/s1600-h/DSC04315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315151234191577010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ScM14vl3z7I/AAAAAAAAAKY/0-RvI4vPxPE/s320/DSC04315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on Tuesday was Kayla's actual doctor visit. She was given an U/S and confirmed the baby was a boy!!! The tech said she was 90% sure. She will go to the specialist for actual measurements some time in the next couple of weeks and they will be able to confirm that as well. As of right now she is almost 5 months pregnant, so we will be seeing a new soul come into the world in just a few short months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315152319665946482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ScM237TIP3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/JAIJYplNmVU/s320/DSC04306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ScM14vl3z7I/AAAAAAAAAKY/0-RvI4vPxPE/s1600-h/DSC04315.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-994294810273480566?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/994294810273480566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=994294810273480566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/994294810273480566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/994294810273480566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/03/90-chance-its-boy.html' title='90% chance - It&apos;s a BOY!!!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ScM14vl3z7I/AAAAAAAAAKY/0-RvI4vPxPE/s72-c/DSC04315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-6546107662257085117</id><published>2009-03-20T00:48:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T01:14:07.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Right of Passage according to Sebastian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So this is the story my son will need therapy for in his teens. You have been warned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So yesterday my Mom had the day off so we decided to do a little shopping. She came by early and helped me get the babies ready to go out. We get them loaded and since we had a few stops to make like Target, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Babies'R'us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I decided to do them in order and save some gas. I mean hell, I drive a Tahoe. Even with gas at like $1.70, savings is savings. I got three kids to feed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, Target was our first stop so we ended up feeding first. And this is where it all began. So we sit down to feed. The kids take maybe 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;minutes &lt;/span&gt;each to feed now so it is relatively easy to do this while we are out if there are more than 2 of us. I got Sebastian and my Mom got Gaby since Dani was being patient. Halfway down the bottle, Sebastian decides he is going to knock the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bottle &lt;/span&gt;out of my hand and onto the nasty floor. As I bend over to pick up the bottle, he spits up a bit down my arm, leg, and food/flip-flop. No biggie, I'm used to it. In order to avoid a walk to the pee room, since I still had Dani to feed and he only had less than 2 oz left, I set him back in the stroller and started to feed Dani. My Mom finished with Gaby. Went the the bathroom to wash the bottle Sebastian had dropped and came back to finish his feed. As she picks him up, I see a brown stain on the back of his shirt. I am trying to not be obvious as there was an older lady next to us making conversation. I ask my Mom what it is. And her reply: "It is exactly what you think it is!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh shit! Panic sets in (mentally) and I am thinking whether or not I managed to pack a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;onesie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for him. I usually do, so I didn't think much of it. We finish feeding and head over to the bathroom. As I am pulling off his diaper, this is the crap of all craps. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! I swear this boy poops, but this one takes the cake. Ugh! This went all they way up his back and then some. As I manage to remove his diaper and dump in the trash, I stand him up so my Mom can help me remove the clothing without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;smearing&lt;/span&gt; it even more. My son begins to pee...YES...PEE!!! On himself, shoes, socks, my shirt. Oh dear God! At this point it's over. I have to bare ass wash my sons butt in the sink at Target. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;poor&lt;/span&gt; naked baby. Thankfully I had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;onesie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for him, but no pants and no socks. It was also on the warm side that day or my baby would have froze. Oh man that one was priceless. I wasn't even upset about it. he managed to have a good laugh about it as he was peeing on me. But then again I am used to the puke, snot, poop and pee...times three. And so we manage to snap this picture as a reminder of where we were when my son decided it was time for this Mommy right of passage I had to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that day, according to Sebastian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315147940255048530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ScMy5AuNI1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/wdEize6jkls/s400/DSC04319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we wrapped up, I changed Dani. Gaby was still good since I had changed her at home before we left and on went the shopping. As we get to the baby section, I smell none other than Gaby. So I up and changed her there instead of walking back to the bathroom. And Dani decided to hold on to her skirt. No big deal. Gaby fell back to sleep. As we finish our shopping I see Dani has totally spit up the Gerber I had given her before we left the house on none other than Gaby's skirt. None on her...just on Gaby's skirt. What a good girl, she didn't want to make Mommy change her outfit. So she used Gaby's!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that is my story. I cannot believe all that happened in one afternoon. I was so exhausted at the end of the day I couldn't even think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-6546107662257085117?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/6546107662257085117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=6546107662257085117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/6546107662257085117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/6546107662257085117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/03/right-of-passage-per-sebastian-schultz.html' title='Right of Passage according to Sebastian'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/ScMy5AuNI1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/wdEize6jkls/s72-c/DSC04319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-4094282622684977497</id><published>2009-03-14T19:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T01:44:29.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to my DVR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SbxTSdeUAFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dgKHzEgyv5E/s1600-h/DSC04229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313213237004861522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SbxTSdeUAFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dgKHzEgyv5E/s400/DSC04229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is exactly the kind of thing you will never read in a book or see in a parenting video or even learn in any class. This is probably not even one of those things said in passing between Moms at the park. But it is true and it does exist. What you may ask am I speaking of? Well, I'll tell you. Your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DVR&lt;/span&gt; will be invaded. And instead of having saved those awesome &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SATC&lt;/span&gt; reruns, or Gossip Girl (yes, I watch this) or The Hills or House or ER, it will be invaded by Handy Manny, Little Einsteins, Imagination Movers and so on. Nothing will prepare you for when your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DVR&lt;/span&gt; decides to prioritize on its own and not record your only escape from the tears and dirty diapers. But I forgive you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DVR&lt;/span&gt;! I forgive you for inundating yourself in childish games instead of the heap of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; crap I purchased you for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DVR&lt;/span&gt;! Let's never fight again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. You can still record Handy Manny for the kiddos, but lets try and keep it to a minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triplet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-4094282622684977497?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/4094282622684977497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=4094282622684977497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4094282622684977497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/4094282622684977497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-parenting-books-dont-discuss.html' title='Letter to my DVR'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/SbxTSdeUAFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dgKHzEgyv5E/s72-c/DSC04229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-2008303340107557322</id><published>2009-03-13T02:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T00:55:17.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>So I have started a new blog just to post a picture every day of the babies. I hope I can actually do this. I know the picture taking won't be a problem, cause that thing is practically glued to my hand. But it's the actual uploading of pics and then posting that is the issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I WILL TRY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the new link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://schultzfamilypics.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://schultzfamilypics.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-2008303340107557322?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/2008303340107557322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=2008303340107557322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/2008303340107557322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/2008303340107557322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/03/httpschultzfamilypicsblogspotcom.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-2485158370475196760</id><published>2009-03-09T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:45:34.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baggu Grosgrain Guest GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/03/baggu-guest-giveaway.html"&gt;Baggu Grosgrain Guest GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3418290138201640238-2485158370475196760?l=mamioftriplets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/03/baggu-guest-giveaway.html' title='Baggu Grosgrain Guest GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/feeds/2485158370475196760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3418290138201640238&amp;postID=2485158370475196760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/2485158370475196760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3418290138201640238/posts/default/2485158370475196760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamioftriplets.blogspot.com/2009/03/baggu-grosgrain-guest-giveaway.html' title='Baggu Grosgrain Guest GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Triplet Mami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204573886164087384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bz_t9VZiXUo/TRGg8IXQYzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/hJSD2A3y2vA/S220/DSC02656-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3418290138201640238.post-5421285067110983164</id><published>2009-03-09T03:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T03:18:07.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teething is a bitch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/36163285@N02/3340129787/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; 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