Monday, August 24, 2009


Emerson in the pool
Max chomping on fresh veggies from mommy's garden.
Alex just being a cutie
Maxim and Emerson playing in the fort.
Max, making my heart leap! Daredevil!
So big. Maxim climbing the rock wall with no shoes on!
Griffin swimming
looking like his daddy!
David and Alex.
Aunt Ella and Griffin
Austin eating his ice cream at the was 90 degrees!
My boys at the zoo. David on vacation...on the phone with his employees!
Alex enjoyed his ice cream while Griffin drank some water.
Emerson obviously doesn't understand the concept of the ice cream cone. Neither did Max since he had just bit the bottom of the cone off and watched the melting ice cream drip onto his lap.


I finally convinced my husband after 2 years to take a vacation. Most people don't realize that when you own a business a vacation is never really that. There are always calls to make, employee issues and 1 or 2 meetings that will interfere with your so called "vacation". Since the children are still very young, we decided to stay home. This may not sound like an awesome vacation to some, heck it doesn't sound that great to me but I will take what I can get.

We decided to stay home to get things done around the house, go to the zoo, enjoy the yard, swim and spend some time at America's Fair. Well, the week started out great. The weather was, well...HOT! On the triplets actual birthday(Monday) we went to the zoo. It would have been a great day but the heat rose to an awful 90 degrees and with the humidity peaking at 90% it was unbearable. We left after a couple of hours and headed home for a swim. The boys LOVE the pool. It takes some coaxing but eventually Max and Emerson joined Griffin, Austin and Alexander in the pool with David, myself, Adrianne, Jose and Christian. We spent the day swimming and playing in the pool. Than with my mom and her husband joining us we had an impromptu birthday party, complete with cake and other desserts. I think the boys loved it!

Most of the days where spent in the pool or yard. We did some shopping which the boys hate but tolerate. I always bring plenty of snacks and toys to keep them occupied. On Wednesday we headed to America's Fair. Well, the weather was again just sweltering. There is a reason we live in Buffalo...we don't like the heat. The boys lasted about 4 hours before just freaking out. They where tired, hot and sticky. We looked at very few things and realized the boys are just way to young to truly enjoy that kind of outing. The rest of the week we hung out at home. The weather had turned rainy so in between rain drops we would play outside. We enjoyed movies and family time. We even went out to lunch. It wasn't uneventful but the boys ate well and seemed to like it. David and I even got a date night thanks to our Nanny Deb! Real adult time away from the house. We shopped for ourselves and had a lovely dinner, and NO chicken nuggets where involved.

All in all we had some good bonding moments on our vacation. Nothing too eventful, just some good quality time. Now if I can only convince him to take another one before the snow flies!

The Littlest Love of My Life

Cutie Boy!
Sitting up all by myself.
He loves to party.
I love the eyes!

The Littlest Love of My Life

When I found out I was pregnant with Griffin, I was shocked. I couldn't believe after struggling with fertility issues, adopting and multiples(through fertility drugs not IVF), that I was pregnant and on my own. The triplets where only 7 months old. I was just getting into a routine and than I was pregnant. I had no idea how I was going to do it. I know I have David and he has always been a huge support for me. But let's face it our family support is limited on many levels. We where going to have to do it on our own! I have never in my life had to face such a challenge but I knew in my heart that God would never have blessed us with this baby if we couldn't handle it.

When Griffin was born with a Pnumothorax(collapsed lung)I was devestated and confused. How could a full term 8.5lb baby boy be born sick? Several times in the first few days of his life we almost lost my little baby. I was told upon checkout that it was "touch and go a few times."...WHAT??????? I was never told that when I was in the hospital with him. Within 2 weeks he completely healed and we where home. His brothers showed no interest in our new addition. Austin wanted to hold him a bit but the than 17 month old triplets barely knew he was there. Aside from me nursing and him being on my lap they showed no concern with what he was doing here.

Fast forward 7 months. My little baby boy is now huge. 19lbs. 3 teeth. Sitting. Standing(with help). Trying desperately to crawl, but efficiently rolling to the toys he wants. Saying "mamamaamamamamama". Saying "dadadadadadadaddadada". A full head of spikey blond hair and curiously exploring the world around him. He loves to go on adventures. He will shop all day, he loves the zoo and is starting to play actively with his big brothers. The triplets now love him. They give him toys and food...even when they shouldn't. I find myself saying "don't feed the baby peanut butter and jelly sandwiches", "who gave the baby pie?", "how did Griffin get a pop tart?". This can be a little nerve wrecking but I have learned to watch them like a hawk! It's a little tough because Griffin is in his walker and can seriously cruise in that thing. He can run from me when I am trying to get something away from him. I think the other kids actually block for him. It's like a football game in my home and the offense is unbelievable.

I never thought of myself as lucky. That was until recently. I looked at my 5 children playing on the floor, together. I realized at that moment that they where all meant to be our children. I can't imagine my life without any one of them. There in the middle was my littlest love. He was rolling around grabbing toys and laughing at his brothers. The baby days are almost behind us. We have a first grader, 3 toddlers and 1 up and coming. It's going so fast. I've said before, I 'm afraid to blink. I don't want to miss a moment.