Christmas 2006

It was my favorite Christmas ever- including when I was little.

The entire week was a whirlwind of loud, rowdy, messy family gatherings- with gaggles of babies, kids, dogs, gifts, food, and laughter. Just SO perfect. On Christmas Eve, we stuffed ourselves silly with turkey, then packed up all of the kids to go skating at an outdoor rink nearby- all 4 carloads of us.

When we got home- Robb helped Piper prepare a snack to leave for Santa, and they wrote him a letter. Piper dictated, "Milk.... tookies... milk... Piper...pessents." Pretty concise- I leave the milk and cookies, you leave the presents, nobody gets hurt.

Seeing it all through Piper's eyes was just amazingly fun. Once she got the hang of opening presents, she was like a maniac, ripping apart everything in sight. Ruby & Lily had fun just watching the Piper show.

We took some video of Christmas morning, but I'm still working on learning to post this stuff. I should have it by next week..


My sugarplums




Oh no! A dingo ate my baby!




Piper, the team Goon.

BECAUSE TWINS ARE AWESOME!!!!

Did everyone see the cute little twin girls below? Aren't they sweet?

Do you want them?

Because I came dangerously close to listing them on eBay the other night for a VERY LOW RESERVE after being treated to a personal concert by the Ear Piercing Screambeasts, (do NOT buy their CD..) ie. - 2 hours of Ruby and Lily screaming in stereo. Free shipping! Excellent used condition! Bonus 2 year old thrown in if you Buy it Now!

Seriously.. I think that there are some teeth trying to break through here, because Ruby and Lily were shreiking like they were being eaten by tigers. Then, as not to be left out, Piper started fake crying. I'm sure my neighbours must think I am running some kind of cruel tiger breeding/baby torture business over here. Believe me when I tell you that if there are 3 crying kids in your house, there may as well be a thousand. Then my head exploded. The End.

But as always, a few hours later, I had 3 adorable, happy, giggling girls again, and I put my head back on and had a cuddlefest for the rest of the evening. You've really gotta live in the moment and surrender to the insanity, I've found, when you are with 3 babies all day, every day.

Poor Robb has the flu, and is feeling so crappy. I feel really bad for him- almost as bad as I feel for myself for not having his help with the kids in the evenings. ( Yes, I'm a mean, selfish wife. Shut up.) I don't know how women with unhelpful jerk husbands, or husbands who are away a lot, or women with no partner DO this. I hope Santa hooks them all up this year, because they are DUE some comfort and joy.

I don't go out a lot with the twins, so I don't get a lot of the "twin comments" that a lot of moms get, ( Wow, you really have your hands full, double trouble, better you than me, OH MY GOD, are they natural, etc..) but I got one the other day. I was getting some family pictures developed at the drug store, and the cashier was a sweet but ditzy girl in her mid 20's or so. She was looking at the photos of my twins, and we had this conversation:

HER: Are all of these kids yours?
ME: Yup.
HER: Are those twins?
ME: Yes they are.
HER: There seems to be a lot more twins these days. ( looking kind of grossed out)
ME: I think they are more common now, with fertility drugs, and older women having babies, the chances are a bit higher. .
HER: UGH! I don't know why anyone would want that!
ME: To take fertility drugs? (confused)
HER: No, to have twins on purpose! (looking horrified)

At this point, I just snapped and got super defensive, probably because I was caught off guard, and my voice got all loud and high, and in the crazed voice of a mother on 6 hours of sleep, who insanely loves her children, I said,

BECAUSE TWINS ARE AWESOME!!!!!

It was kind of funny, because I said it so loudly, and I think I scared her with the crazed look in my eye. The mother behind me laughed, and the cashier got a little flushed. Then I felt bad for jumping over the counter and strangling her in my mind.

HER: Er.. umm... I mean, isn't it hard?
ME: Yes, even one baby is hard. But it's totally worth it.

Totally.

Low tech slideshow

Well, BAH, BOO, and HISS to the non-uploading slideshow! And also, shit.
My lovely but ornery little video, with music, will not show his face, in blog or email form.

So I'm just going to post some of my favorite photos here. While you view them, please hum "Feels Like Home" by Chantal Kreviazuk. It's the best I can do.

Also, Merry Christmas to all of you lovelies out there. I'm planning to post more regularly in the new year.

xoxo

Family Photo Shoot

S.O.S. to all of you blogger savvy people out there!

I've put together a little slideshow of our recent family photo shoot, WITH MUSIC AND EVERYTHING, by God, and I can't post it. I'm still trying to figure out my new Mac computer, but he is unwilling to open up to me, and let me really get to know him. Uptight jerk ass machine.

Does anyone know how to get Blogger to upload video clips? I've got a medley of delicious baby toes and such to show you guys...

EDIT: Thank you guys! Try this site, and press PLAY, it may take a minute:

http://www.mediamax.com/the3facesofeve/VideoShare#

You better watch out

"Sanna Caw" is coming to town BIG TIME this year. We put up our Christmas tree, hung our stockings, and even went to the mall today to demand our gifts IN PERSON from Mr. Caw himself.



Piper helped decorate the tree this year, in her own new age, impressionistic style, which consisted of putting all of the decorations on one single branch. It's edgy.

There has been a great deal of long distance rolling and frantic army crawling on our floors this month, which means that I have 3 little monkeys who are MOBILE. No more of this staying where I've put them nonsense. Please pray for me. Every time I turn my head for 10 seconds, Ruby worms her way over to the tree and starts batting at decorations. When I catch her, she's all innocent and wide eyed and, "OH, HUH? WHA? (blink blink) Wow.. what's going on, where am I? Hey, Mom, I'm as surprised as you are to find me under the tree again. I really don't know how this could have happened....(blink blink)"
Her punishment is swift and harsh, but just- 2 minutes of cheek nibbling and neck roll shlurping. Otherwise, she'll never learn.




Only 20 more sleeps until Christmas. :)

I am full of neglect

OK, so I have been, like, CRAZY busy, and even CRAAAAZIER unbloggy. Sorry. If this blog was my 4th child, it would have filed for emancipation by now, because 3 is clearly ALL I CAN HANDLE. I am maxed out.

First of all, our trip to Mexico was FANflipittytasticouso,and shall hereafter be referred to as "Guacamole Fest 2006". I have discovered that there is really no food that doesn't taste good with guacamole and a margarita. It ALL works. In between guacamole gorging sessions and tequila marinating, there was barely time for anything else, but we did manage to lounge by the pool, swim in the ocean, dance, go to a wine tasting class, shop, and (drum roll........) SLEEP! Like, long, lazy, no alarm clock or crying baby SLEEP, my friends. It was glorious... almost erotic. I dreamed about sleeping as I slept. Also one day we rented a jeep to explore Puerto Vallarta's beachfront mansion villas, with guacamole flavoured drool running down our faces. I am TOTALLY asking Santa for a beachfront villa this year.

I also spent a great deal of time NOT taking pictures, even though I always had my camera with me. And it was amazingly beautiful there, with lush jungles, gorgeous beaches, plants, sunsets, etc.. But I captured none of this, and in fact, only took one picture. It was our first night out, and we were at a bar, and I went to the bathroom. In the stall was a life sized poster of Ben Affleck. Since I'd already had about 5 margaritas, I found this unbelievably funny, so I took a picture of it. My only photo of the entire "GF2006" trip.

At home, life is so fun right now... Ruby and Lily are so full of giggles and grins and hair pulling and rolling and sitting and babbling and pooping and eating real FOOD, for Pete's sake, that I barely have enough time to even consider being tired. And Piper is so awesome, with the singing and joking and imagining and scheming, and being so cool that I have to hold back from gnawing her blonde curly head off. I had no idea that 2 1/2 would be this hilarious and rewarding. That being said, if I didn't have a superdaddy husband, a VERY helpful sister, and a kick ass babysitter,(Tanya, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways..) then I would be writing you from a mental institution, no question. But because of all of my family support, I can really enjoy things right now. Thank you Mom, for coming here from Florida to take care of the babies for us, so that we could party like the rock stars that we imagine ourselves to be. It was such a treat.

Robb & I are buying a video camera for each other for Christmas, so I'll be able to (hopefully) post video clips soon. Then you will be able to witness the giant pink chick party that is our life.

Be back soon, I SWEAR.


Ben Affleck looks sultry and amused as he watches me pee.
He may also be slightly embarassed to be caught on a poster in a Mexican bathroom, looking like he may be having a dump himself.