Sunday, March 9, 2008

And Then There Were Three

So we think we're pregnant.

I am absolutely kidding, no phone calls please. I just wanted to make sure you're paying attention.

So no third baby on the way, yet. But we have started choosing names. We like Veronica Suzanne or James Indiana August. Yesterday, though, we thought it would be fun to see what it would be like to have three children under the age of one. My sister and her husband are getting ready to put their house on the market so Ward and I offered to watch her son, X-man. In the morning we went and had the twins pictures taken at Sear's, talk about breaking the bank, and then we went and picked our nephew up. We loaded all three children in the backseat of the Sequia and headed home. There was a lot of cooing, talking and crying going on in the second row. Just a little socializing I'm sure.

So we got home and our two were asleep and X-man was ready to explore. We were starving and had to get ready for the world-famous-bi-annual-daylight-savings-time-bash by making spegettis sauce, cookies, and that dessert that my sister-in-law says is like crack. X-man first wanted to explore Trouble's car seat, while she was still in it. He recognized the pacifiers and wanted it bad, but when he finally grabbed one he only looked at it quizzically, he never even put it in his mouth (of course we were there to reclaim it within seconds). We were listening to music and it's evident that the X-man's parents have started sharing the finer things in life. He was clapping and rocking on his feet to the music. The kid sure does like to rock.

He explored cabinets, stereo equipment, car seats and underneath the kitchen table. He had brought a little car that would drive across the hardwood floors if you rolled it backwards for a second and we would gain his attention this way when he was starting to get into things.

He pulled himself up everywhere and would stand for a second and then PLOP down on his bottom. But the whole time he was awake our two slept. This would NOT be the case if you were actually the parent of three under age one. I was amazed that the twins were actually asleep at the same time.

So he got sleepy so we put him down in his playard that is left here for naps and bedtime. Poor thing tired as he was resisted sleep for a little while before finally falling asleep with me rubbing his tummy.

As soon as he was out, I mean within seconds, Trauma woke up. At nine weeks the twins want to be held by someone all the time and since we're usually the only people around we usually have our hands full. Trauma ate and shortly X-man was back up. We put Trauma and X-man together but the age difference is still too much.
I look forward to their eight month difference in the future so that they will have a playmate.

We started making cookies when X-man's mom showed up. We sampled the goodies and waited for the festivities to begin.

For one afternoon, three under one was manageable but I don't think we're quite ready to add to our brood just yet.


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