A few weeks ago, Nadia started
asking everyone and anyone and no one in
particular, "Are they triplets?"
Since she hears that question several times a
week, it's natural to think that it's a
significant and useful question. Although
she has no idea what the word triplets
But I can tell you, they are
is what I'd really call them. Frenzied and
loud and full of passion about everything, they
are a force!
If you notice by the pictures,
there aren't many of the little ones right now.
That's because they spend most of the time
running around the house naked. All three
decided this week that they wanted to wear
underwear instead of diapers. All praise
Power, the video! They've been
chanting the annoying songs from that video for
months, and using the catch-phrase "No more
diapers for me," all donned underwear proud as
can be. That's two-year-old strong will -
not potty-training. Had I wanted
them to potty train this week, they'd have
developed a strong attachment to Pampers
It's tough, this past month,
with all of the willful opposition, to remember
the rewards in all of this chaos. Then I
remember back to when my original three were
little. I had the same issues. Just
not multiplied. The half-years seem harder
to me than the whole years - 2 1/2, 3 1/2, etc.
Two-year-olds are fun - two-and-a-half-year-olds
are self-centered little beasts. At least
that's been my experience. But when
they're older, I know too well, that I'll miss
this age of our self-serving little animals.
Yes, they're definitely triplets and they're
definitely in their terrible twos.
I had a terrific extended
weekend out in California visiting my daughter,
Kristi, her husband, Paul, and my wonderful
granddaughter, Camryn. It went way too
quickly for me, but it was worth it.
Kristi, Paul, his sister and I did some
sightseeing and Paul kicked my butt at Monopoly.
Loads of fun. Camryn is the smiliest baby
I've ever met. An amazingly sweet
disposition. And I can't believe how big
she is. I need that little girl to know
her grandma, so I'm hoping to see her as often
as I can.
If you care to say a prayer or
think happy thoughts for a safe journey, safe
stay and safe return for my son-in-law, Paul,
I'd appreciate it. He's being deployed to
Iraq in just a few days for 4-months.
It'll be tough on their family, and his safety
and wellbeing will be on our minds constantly.
Last but not least, Angus is
working toward knowing how to write all of his
letters and numbers. He's taken an
interest in bugs and fish, and I think he knows
more about them than me. Nothing much else
going on. Business as usual for Kevin and
Kelli - studying, school, homework, friends.
Ta-ta for now.
Angus needs to always remember to insert that important letter "g."
My beautiful sweet granddaughter, Camryn.
Space Parade at Angus's school - Loren and the wee ones.
Angus and his spacesuit.
Nadia in the foreground - others testing out the sprinkler.
Notice Nadia's still in the towel - which when wet weighed more than her.
Camryn has the most mesmerizing eyes!
Camryn and her daddy, Paul.
My new favorite of Camryn.
Kristi, Camryn and me at Muir Woods, a redwood forest.
At the coast in California - it was windy, chilly and gorgeous.
My beautiful daughter with her beautiful daughter.