Monday, June 30, 2008

Feeling helpful???

We all have busy lives, and sometimes even though we have the best intentions, it can be hard to find some time to do some good for someone else.

Here is your chance.

Lick an envelope, and stick a few stamps, and help someone achieve a dream.

Key Chains 4 Jerry.

A member at one of the forums I frequent is trying to gather up the masses (or keychains in this instance). Here is some info from the blog that was set up to keep track of Jerry's progress:

"Jerry Moran is an awesome mentally-challenged guy from Champaign, IL. Many years ago, he started a key chain collection. At the current time, he has around 10,000. We would like to help him build his collection so he can be entered in the Guinness Book of Records. That record is currently a little over 41,000. He is almost a fourth of the way there!!!"

Here is the blog:

Now go dig through those junk drawers in the kitchen, and do a little good for the day :)

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Bippity Boppity Boo

Shamu we are coming for YOU!

That's right SeaWorld- you better call a special meeting on the correct process to remove triplets from the top of a whale.

Because we are invading San Diego.

Somehow my 10 year anniversary/more bling to the ring/tropical getaway turned into triplet roap trip to San Diego to go to the zoo and Sea World.

By ourselves.
Just me and Drew
God help us

I have a couple months to prepare, plot, plan a course of action/attack, stock up on tape, cartons of diapers, pallets of wipes, 300 sippy cups, blankie GPS systems and of course coordinate outfits, bows and bracelets, count shoes and purchase the vat of sunscreen.

Based on my intermittent forgetfulness, slight procrastination and terrible packing skills, we should be set to go in September


Tuesday, June 17, 2008

When in doubt....

I guess you can just write ANYTHING on the office visit slip.

Mr. Mom calls me at work to tell me the conversation that occurred at the Peds office today with my strawberry child.

Dr. Dolittle- "Well, I'm not really sure what it is (even though I went through extensive training at a medical school for many years but probably slept through the "strawberry pink child" class after an all night kegger party). So, I am going to hedge my bets and give him an antibiotic. It may be nothing at all, but let's call it Scarlet Fever."


This is not spin the wheel of diseases and just pick what it lands on. So of course I frantically Google Scarlet Fever...

Sore throat - NO
Fever - NO
Vomiting - NO
Rash on neck and chest; rough "sandpaper" feel to the skin - OK
Peeling (desquamation) of the finger tips, toes, and groin - NO
Swollen, red tongue (strawberry tongue) - NO
Pastia's lines (bright red color in the creases of the underarm and groin) - NO
Chills - NO
Headache - Well, I don't think he can say headache yet, so I'll say NO
Generalized discomfort (malaise) - NO
Abdominal pain - NO
Muscle aches - NO

I'm going to hedge my own bets based on 1/12 odds that it is not Scarlet Fever.

Perhaps that was the ICD code of the day.

The good news in he is not quite as pink anymore- so maybe it was just some weird reaction to something.

Monday, June 16, 2008

hmm..that doesn't look right...

I vaguely remember reading somewhere in my parenting handbook that if your child wakes up looking like a strawberry, something, and don't quote me, may not be right.

Dominic has an odd rash, somewhat the color of a strawberry milkshake, and little teeny bumps. Odd.

I have no idea what it is from. The only thing close to what I think could have caused it is the latex balloon he was getting up close and personal with in the car on the way home from Red Robin yesterday. But nothing else latex has ever bothered him before. So Mr. Mom (Drew) taled to the nurse who said to give him Benedryl and keep an eye on it. He's eating, running, etc etc, so aside from looking like something from Dairy Queen, he seems fine.

So Drew is taking him to see the doctor in the morning, because we have not been to the Pediatrician in at least a month, and I am sure they miss us, and our contribution to their salaries.

Sunday, June 08, 2008

Did my day really start like this?

Now I understand why so many people have wished me luck when they found out the trio turned 2.

Now I understand why some animals eat their young.

I also understand that hysterical laughing from a nursery is NEVER a good thing.

And hysterical laughing is what occurs when one triplet (RYAN!) rips a hole in his crib tent, and shoves out his pj bottoms, and his diaper (the diaper that gets wrapped on with packing tape).

And points at the pile of POOP on the mattress. And laughs.

Oddly, that is not what I did. Go figure.

Next, a lesson in the the monkey see monkey do method. Pay attention. There might be a quiz.

After wiping up the floor from thrown bananas, french toast and milk sprinkles, because when you are 2, it is way more fun to bean the dog with food and see if he eats it.
(Chihuahuas do not eat bananas or french toast for future reference.)

Up the stairs to throw in some laundry, all is quiet downstairs. Which, in direct contradiction to laughter, ALSO, is not a good thing. There is no good reason why three 2 year olds would be quiet all AT THE SAME TIME, unless mischief was underway.

And so it was.

Dominic got out of his diaper (also wrapped in packing tape) and PEED on the floor through the leg holes of the highchair.

I live in one big outhouse.


Dear 3M,

I appreciate the great strides you have made with your tapes. Some would say they are built to last. And who would argue? After all, they tightly keep packages together, as they make their way through the wear and tear of the United States Postal system, through rain, sleet, snow, and hail.

However, perhaps you should know that your tape is no match for a determined 2 year old. No, your tapes fault terribly against the sheer will of a toddler determined to rip it off a diaper so that he can run amok with just a bare bum.

I'm sadly disappointed, as this was the only option open to me, considering the consequences of what could occur with other adhesives. Super glue involves drying time, and then how would I explain it to hospital personnel should it run and adhere to places that would make some men shudder to even think about. Pins are out, since there is the poking factor. So tell me, 3M, what is a triplet mother of toddlers to do?


Sunday, June 01, 2008

Nicknames 2.0

Remember how I had nicknames for the trio before they were born? Mac, Cheese and Pickles? Well, as newly minted 2 year olds they have earned new ones.

Dominic aka Houdini. The child can get out of anything on him. Including diapers. Including diapers with packing tape wrapped around them to keep them on. Industrial strength packing tape. And shirts and shorts diaper pinned together. NOTHING will stay on him.

Aspen aka Princess Musthaveherwayorelse. She has a quite interesting wind up pitch that lasts about 15-30 seconds and get louder and louder and LOUDER until all hell breaks loose. And reasoning with a 2 year old just does not work. Nope-tried it. So did Drew- didn't work for him either. She has won. We are merely pawns in her game of work domination right now.

Ryan aka JabberJaws. He will sit there a give you a 30 minute dissertation including hand gestures and animated facial expressions. Do not dare look like you have no idea what he is saying. Just go along.