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Skating Party 2017 – Sophie and Henry’s first time on ice skates

Another skating party in the books. Arguably the hardest one to date, but also the most memorable…first time on skates for these kiddos (2 out of 3 at least)!

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Every day I am reminded that as they grow up, some things get easier and some things get harder.

We made it there (and back) in the wagon thanks to some navigational assistance from Google Maps and a trusted colleague.

We only spilled one cup of hot chocolate, and it mostly missed Maggie’s purse.

We ate brownies.

We stayed up way past our bedtime.

And of course, we have no photos of the skating because the child-to-adult-ratio is still a little mismatched for these very wobbly beginners.

On our way home, Henry, Jack, and Sophie marveled at what it was like to be outside “in the middle of the night.”

They shared their observations about the colors of the sky:

“Why is it sort of brown here?…It’s black when we’re at Nana’s and Grammie’s.”

“Look at it now. It’s more blue and purple here.”

They asked a thousand questions:

My favorite was, “Where did the city go?” as we wandered through Central Park.

And they reflected on the best parts of their evening:

“My favorite part was the brownie, and when [Daddy] carried me around.”

“My favorite part was the hot chocolate and the brownie.”

“My favorite part was all of it. Because I loved all of it.”

And because we’re sharing favorite moments, I’ll share mine. As we were making our way out, into Central Park in the “middle of the night,” and we ran into a parent of some former students of mine. “Oh, what a wonderful thing!” she exclaimed. “It’s a wagon full of Strumolos!” And she snapped this quick photo, our only “memory” of the night.

I don’t know how much longer Will and I will be carting along a wagon full of Strumolos, but I know I’ll be glad to look back at this photo and remember what it was like to pile our kids into the back of our Radio Flyer wagon and wander through Central Park in “the middle of the night.”

It was an epic adventure for just a few minutes on the ice, and I was reminded that I can, when necessary (and it was necessary), still carry two of these rascals at a time, ice skates, helmets, and all.

 

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Smash Cakes

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Last Saturday, we celebrated the trips’ first birthday.

Jack was pretty excited about the prospect of a party.

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Sophie could barely contain her excitement.

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Even Henry cracked a smile.

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Just kidding, Henry! We know you smile all the time. Especially when Dad is around!

We had fifteen adults, four one-year-olds (okay, 75% of those were ours, but still…), one two-and-a-half-year-old, and one three-month-old in our apartment. Scratch that. In our living room/kitchen. It was packed!

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See?

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Of course Sophie wanted to make sure she didn’t miss out on any of the action.

Question: How many people can you fit in our baby jail?

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Answer: A LOT!

Of course we took advantage of having so many family members in one place, and with Henry, Jack, and Sophie dressed up in their birthday best, we had to try for some family photos!

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Nonno, Grammie, and the trio!

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Cousins! And Emi 🙂

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Sophie Ann and Lily Ann meet face-to-face for the first time. I have no doubt that these little ladies will hold their own up against the boys!

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SMASH CAKES!

If you’re new to first birthday bashes (or if it’s been a while since you celebrated one), you may not know about the “smash cake” tradition. I’m not sure where or when it started, but the idea is that your little bumpkin gets a cake of his or her own to explore, eat, play with…SMASH!

It is probably no surprise to any of you who know us, but it is now confirmed. Henry, Jack, AND Sophie like sugar.

     All in all, it was a smashing success! Pun intended.

The Choo Choo Wagon in action…watch out, world! 

   

Aunt Jen Comes to Visit!

The triplets had another visitor today! Aunt Jen came up from Maryland to visit, and Henry, Jack, and Sophie were thrilled to meet another member of their enormous extended family 🙂

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By the end of the afternoon, they were all tuckered out.

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Later that night…

Everyone had bath time at the same time tonight, and the nurses joked about what an ordeal it was going to be when we get home and it’s just the two of us trying to get everybody clean. Today I helped with Jack while Will observed Nurse Charlotte bathing Henry, and Nurse Ann made sure Sophie cleaned up nicely.

Jack’s Bath: 

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Henry and Will took a field trip to Jack’s isolette and the two were reunited again (as if they could have forgotten each other!) while they were warming up after their baths. Unfortunately, we ran out of storage space on our phones, so there are no photos. Apple clearly never considered parents of triplets when they established the number of gigabytes to allot for photos. So, until tomorrow (when we’ve cleared out our phones), this is all we’ve got!

Story Time: “Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban” — the triplets have begun book three!

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Note: If you don’t already know this, Will and I started reading “Harry Potter” to the trips before they were born. They went crazy in my belly every night when we settled into the story. We had made it halfway through “The Chamber of Secrets” when Henry, Jack, and Sophie insisted on an early arrival. Now, given their set-up in the NICU and our sensitivity to the fact that there are other babies and many nurses around who may not be interested in the adventures of Harry, Ron, and Hermione (unlikely, I know, but there are some haters out there), each of our three hears just one-third of a chapter each night in their isolette. We figure it will be a fun game when they get older to see if they can piece the story together…just kidding. But here you see that Jack heard the first few pages of “Prisoner of Azkaban,” and Sophie will likely here the last.