Apple Orchard

We just finished up a unit on apples with Brayden in preschool, so we decided to head to the apple orchard to have a hands-on experience.  It was a fun time with the boys, and of course my favorite part was getting a picture of all three boys together!  The boys enjoyed both picking and eating the apples.  Even Gavin enjoyed it!  I may be biased, but I think they are adorable!!!

Trip to Nebraska

Well, about a month after the trip actually occurred, I am now getting around to blogging about it.  :)   And so it goes with life with three kids.  

As some of you may know, Ronnie regularly flies out to Nebraska to record voice-overs for Back to the Bible, which is located in Lincoln, Nebraska.  And since a recording studio is not the most kid-friendly zone, I am always left at home with the kids while Ronnie enjoys these getaways.  Well, over Labor Day, Ronnie thought it would be fun to show me around Lincoln for the first time.  We endured the 8 hour car ride with the kids (which went amazingly well, despite Gavin getting sick on the way) and arrived to see our dear friends Jon and Alicia.  They took to our little ones quite well and showed us around the Lincoln Zoo, took us out on a boat (where the boys enjoyed some swim time and I held the 2 sleeping babies), and even tolerated many restaurant visits with the wiggly, not always inside-voice-using boys.  

We had a fantastic time and the time went way too quickly.  Highlight for Brayden?  Playing with 'Mr. Jon's' i-phone, complete with a gun game.  Highlight for us?  Time spent with Jon and Alicia deep in conversation.  We miss them!!!

The Craziness Continues...

So I woke up this morning to find Brayden in my bed, wearing nothing but underwear.  Strange, I thought.  I don't remember him coming into bed, and why isn't he wearing the Spiderman pajamas he just HAD to wear last night?  So, I walk into his room, and had to walk right back out again.  Poor kid must have gotten sick last night, but neglected to tell me about it.  And he didn't quite make it to the bathroom on time.  So, what have I just spent the last 30 minutes doing??  Cleaning up DRIED puke from the walls, the windows, the carpet!, his bed, the pillow, the blinds (how did that happen?), the bookshelf, etc.  Apparently when he got sick, he thought it might be fun to see how many things in the room he could get it on.  What a fun game.  Oh, and there right next to the bed were the Spiderman pajamas, also covered in dry puke.  I think it was very responsible of him to take them off before he climbed back into bed and proceeded to sleep in his puke the rest of the night.  

Probably one of the grossest things I've had to do as a parent so far.  This ranks up there with the time that Landon ate his poop.  Yes, that was an interesting story too.  We were getting ready to run out the door to a meeting at church when the inevitable happened, Landon pooped his diaper.  No biggie, I thought, I'll just run upstairs and grab him a fresh diaper, he'll be changed and clean in 5 minutes, and we'll be out the door!  As I was grabbing the diaper in his room, I hear a frantic voice from downstairs yell out, "MOM! Landon touched his poop!"  I bolted downstairs to find Landon with 2 handfuls of, you guessed it, his own poop.  OK.  What now?  I carried him quickly upstairs and set him in the bathtub, only to find that I had left the wipes DOWNSTAIRS!  Oh no!  "Don't move at all!", I instructed Landon, and raced down to grab the wipes I needed.  I ran back upstairs and Landon, to his credit, had not moved at all, but in a whim of curiosity while I was gone, decided to taste his poop and smear the stuff all over his mouth and cheeks.  Let's just say we were late for my meeting.

So, which was worse, the poop or the puke?  Not sure yet.  Give me time to take a shower and think it over.

Confessions...

It's been a crazy last 2 days for us.  We just returned from our road trip to Nebraska (which went remarkably well, and I will blog about it later), but it seems I am having trouble getting back into the swing of things here.  Is it just me, or do you sometimes have 'off' days too?

Let's just recap on some of the things that have occurred here in the Follett household in just the past 24 hours.  Yesterday, while at the grocery store (the WORST place to go with 3 'energetic' boys), I set an antsy Gavin down on the ground while I selected some gourmet food for him (jarred peas and carrots, yum).  After choosing the finest foods for my baby, I proceeded to forget that my baby was crawling around on the clean and oh-so-germ-free grocery store floor, and run over him with the shopping cart.  After picking up a crying and bruised baby, I began to cry myself.  Why did I cry, you ask?  Only because I had run over my baby with a shopping cart, spanked bottoms at least 3 times, lost a shoe, forgotten items, shushed loud requests for fruit snacks, knocked over a bacon stand, and could not locate Landon AGAIN.... all in a 2 hour shopping trip.  And I'll have to do it all again next week.

Oh, and today, as I took care of some important business, I found my boys had pulled apart all of the tampons and were using the cardboard pieces as telescopes.  Yes, they were putting my tampons (not used, thankfully) up to their eyes and saying "ahoy, matey"!   Kind of funny, and yet, not.  

Oh, and then Gavin, who I thought was a sturdy enough sitter to sit up in the bathtub on his own (what was I thinking???), was swiftly knocked over and under the water by 2 older brothers who were also in the bathtub.  After some sputtering, he was OK.  Close call, and very scary.  

So is my every day life.  Crazy, yet rewarding.  I'll blog about the rewarding part some other day.  =)   I'm wondering what the next 24 hours have in store for us????