Monkeys and Ice Cream

Where do my children get all their energy from? Seriously! Wouldn't it stand to reason that because their bodies are about 1/4 of mine that they should have a smaller reserve of energy? I know I'll be 29 in a couple of days, but come on. I should be able to keep up a little bit better! Maybe they somehow transfer energy from me to them... hmmmmm...

Anyway, they put on quite the display at a park last week. Lots of running, jumping and climbing. Perhaps I should just stick with the "monkeys" nickname after all.

Video Clip of the Week - Future Football Star

Nick recently taught the boys how to hike a football. It's adorable to watch and I caught it on camera this past weekend.



Yep, that would be Chase announcing to the world that he just tooted. I'm such a proud mama!

A New England Tradition

Last night the boys got to partake in a New England tradition: the consumption of Whoopie Pies. My readers from New England are all probably nodding their heads at the thought of it being a tradition and at the same time drooling on their keyboards at the thought of eating their very own Whoopie Pie. For those not from New England or those who do not know any New England implants in their part of the country who have brought the Whoopie Pie to them, allow me to enlighten you.


That my friends is a Whoopie Pie. To put it simply it is heaven. It's rich chocolate cake with an equally rich cream filling. It's terribly bad for you (trust me, you don't want to know what's in that filling!) but as all bad things do, it tastes oh-so-good. In New England it is common to find giant Whoopie Pies (6-8 inches in diameter) wrapped in plastic wrap and for sale in pretty much any gas station or convenience store.

Yesterday I made a batch of Whoopie Pies to bring to brunch this morning. Yes, I realize this isn't a brunch food but they were requested and really chocolate at 9:30am is perfectly acceptable in my book. Anyway, I set aside a couple so that the boys and Nick could have one. The boys loved it! Lots of "mmmmms!" were heard in this dining room.




Chase and Tyler aren't eating Whoopie Pies here, but it is an adorable picture I snapped of them after nap time yesterday. I just had to share it!

Wiggle Worms

I love when Nick has an extra day off! Due to the Easter chaos at church this weekend (something like 15 different Easter services for the 20,000 people they were expecting) all staff gets today off. A day off for Nick means a day off for ME! I got to sleep in until 9:40 this morning. Ahhh!

Yesterday was a fun filled day for us. We let the boys "hunt" for plastic eggs in the living room. The eggs each had a couple of animal crackers in them, which excited the boys a great deal!


Then we let the boys each try a Peep. I love Peeps and I'm happy to report the boys thought they were pretty cool too! That's all the candy the boys got, which is just as well probably because they had plenty of energy on their own...


We attended church together last night and were kinda mean to the nursery staff... we dressed the boys alike! After the service we just let the boys run through the Narthax for about 20 minutes and they LOVED it. At one point we tried to have my sister take a picture of us and that didn't go well...


When will these boys stop being wiggle worms long enough to take a decent family picture?! Seriously!

A Moment to Make You Say "Aww"

The other night the boys uncovered an electronic Pooh Bear book. I'm not sure where it had been hiding for the last month or two, but the boys were thrilled to find it (they've recently become obsessed with the chubby bear and his friends). We had to tear them all away from the book in order to get them ready for bed and as soon as they were dressed in their PJs, they bolted back to the living room.

I walked out to the living room to find this...

(The boys were nice enough to line up in "order" - Jackson, Tyler & Chase)

Oh how I love my life! How lucky am I to get to watch three little boys grow up and explore together? So very lucky!

Wrestle Mania

I've learned there are some things that are innate in boys. The fascination with sticks. The desire to just take things apart. The ability to burp on command (yep, the boys have their own "fake" burp already). The drive to wrestle.

We didn't teach the boys any of these things - they just do them! Look at the royal rumbles that have happened here in the last few days.





Ironically enough, as I was writing this post Tyler & Chase both tried to take down Jackson - and he wasn't happy about it.

It's A Boy Thing

When the doctor told me I'd be having all boys two thoughts went through my head initially. Thought number 1 was "awww, no pink!" and thought number 2 was "oh dear... my brother was really accident prone as a kid".

Growing up, my brother rode in the ambulance once and went to the ER 4 or 5 times I think. My sister and I never even came close to those numbers - in fact the only time I went to the ER as a child was when my thumb was slammed in the sliding door of our van. Anyway, thoughts of high car insurance premiums, trips to the ER, lots of large bumps and stitches floated through my head during that ultrasound.



That's Tyler this morning. According to Nick, Tyler was running down the hallway with a book, tripped on something (likely his own feet) and fell head first into the door frame. Ouch! He cried for a bit but then was all smiles during breakfast.