It’s Saturday morning and I’m enjoying a few quiet minutes of sipping on my coffee while it’s still hot. Listening to the babies settle into a nap, and the new Shins album on the stereo. Feeling bad for not giving more proper updates here the last few months, but it seems there is always something that comes before writing a proper blog post. We’ve ramped up our creative endeavors in order to bring in a little more income and for some reason laundry and dishes and preparing meals continue to need to be done every day. What’s with that?

I’m not promising any more regularity with posting, but I’m hoping that I’ll be better about doing shorter updates more often rather than feeling the need to write something incredibly profound (not that I ever do that anyway).

If you’ve been checking in periodically, thanks. Hope to make this place a little more lively again! I’ll start with doing some catch ups from the last couple of months. We’ve been having fun!

We’ve taken the babies out several times in public now and I keep waiting to hear the dreaded rude comments that other triplet moms get, like “Triplets? I feel sorry for you,” or “Glad its you and not me,” or “I thought twins were bad.” I wait to see if anyone is going to come up and stare or gawk or whisper about us and you know what? None of that has happened. Now, we haven’t gone to a very crowded public place, just some trips to the library, some stores and the doctor’s office, but I have to say that I have only heard people say nice things and tell me how precious my babies are. I can’t help but wonder if its because the people in Texas are just friendlier. I love my Texans!

Today we managed getting all three babies out to Old Navy and Carters to get some summertime duds for this hot hot weather (the definite downside to the Lone Star State) and I think Carters may need to do some restocking of their shelves. The babies were great as long as we had bottles handy to plug ‘em up. It wasn’t even too bad pushing the double stroller around (we put 2 in the double and one in a single, way easier than managing the triple stroller in stores).

Quinn gave us a little fashion show when we got home while Zoey took a nap:

I tried to get Ollie to cooperate, but boys aren’t so into fashion shows.

Remember this song? I had kind of forgotten about it until a friend of mine just posted this video on facebook. I wonder how old the kids will be by the time they have all the words memorized because you know I’m going to play it for them all the time. I was seriously infatuated with Blind Melon for much of my high school life, as in, I made my own iron-on memorial tshirt with Shannon Hoon’s face on the front and lyrics on the back. I wore it with an army green floor length skirt with brass buttons up the side and black Dr. Marten boots. Just imagine me now in that outfit carrying my oboe over my shoulder and my Jansport backpack with a “The Cure” patch sewn over the logo. I was so cool, kids, you don’t even know.