This means we've got to get some gates and cabinet locks and all sorts of other safety things. This was made abundantly clear the other day. Joe was playing with the babies in the living room while I washed their bottles and got ready for the next feeding. I saw Max poke his head around the kitchen door and said hello to him. When I finished washing the bottles, I came into the living room, looked around, and asked, "Do we know where Max is?" ... Joe: "Isn't he with you?" A moment later, I'm in the kitchen, watching Max's cute little tush swishing its way out the other side of the kitchen and head down the hall. Oh no.
Caroline's newest trick has her ready for a career as a goalie in the NHL, or perhaps as a catcher:
She goes straight from that into a very wide-angle seated posture, reminding her mother that the straddle roll was the one that I couldn't do...perhaps Caroline will be more adept at that:
On Tuesday, my friend Greg and his almost triplets (7th grade twins and their 6th grade brother) came over to play. We went to the restaurant on the corner for dim sum. We loaded the 'teenies into their strollers to walk up to the corner and they did their normal trick, kicking their feet out and around. Greg's kids pointed to them, saying, "Look, Dad! They're practicing for the backstroke!" Which is exactly what it looked like they were doing!
The restaurant had three high chairs - such luck! Unfortunately, two of them had broken seat belts. The babies seemed fine at first, but kept sinking down in the chairs. For a while, Greg's son kept pulling them back up, but finally we ended up pulling them out of the chairs and I held two of them on my lap, while eating with chop sticks! It was one of my prouder Mother-of-Multiples moments.
And now for some other random photos from August:
No comments:
Post a Comment