Writing and wine.

Well, here we are.  The last day of November.  And I managed to blog every.single.day.

OK, so that's not completely true.  I missed the first day of November because I didn't decide to do the NaBloPoMo challenge til the 2nd.  And I didn't write on that day that I had the plague because I was too busy trying not to die.

Some days it seemed like a burden, but most days I really enjoyed being "forced" to sit down and write.  It clears my mind, even if it's just fluffy writing.

I'm sure it'll be harder to find time to write during December.  The hustle and bustle of the holidays is inevitable, but I know that I need to make time to write.  It's freeing.  And during busy times, I'll need to be free.  And writing is probably better for me than wine.  But let's be honest - I'll probably do both.

No one picks on my brother ... but me.

Before the plague hit, we walked to the park to enjoy the beautiful weather and let the boys burn some energy.  The usually go in 3 different directions when we're there.  Mr. Beckett likes the swings.  Kiernan likes to climb everything.  Brennan just likes to go.  Every once in awhile they'll meet each other in passing and "play" for a minute or 2 and then move on.  Brennan is usually too busy playing with other kids to be bothered by his little brothers.

October 2012.

Hey, remember that month called October?  And remember when almost another month went by before I got around to posting a recap of this October?  I mean, I wasn't busy trying to fend off the plague or anything, so why wouldn't I be writing more?

Like I already posted, Brennan and I spent the beginning of the month in Michigan.  We were only without him in the house for about 2 days, but those were WEIRD.  I missed him, but I also realized how easy life is with 2 kids.  Now, I've always said that the twins aren't the difficult part of our situation - that it's having the toddler/preschooler on top of the twins that's challenging.  But never in a million years did I think that removing a (almost) 3 year old from the equation would make it that much easier.  I mean, I accomplished so much!  It was definitely weird to be without him though.  I didn't like walking past his empty room for those 2 nights.  It just felt wrong.  We had a blast, but it was great to see Brian and the boys when we got home.  And Brian enthusiastically agreed with my opinion that 2 boys are easier than 3 and that it was an insanely easy weekend compared to normal life.

 

We attempted to settle back into our routine, except that Brennan brought back a cold from Michigan and of course ever-so-generously shared it with his brothers.  The only thing more chaotic than life with 1 year old twins and a 3 year old is when someone is sick.  Then multiply that by 100 when 2 are sick.  And by 1000 when 3 are sick.  I had the craziest day I've had in awhile with the boys on the 10th.  Suffice it to say that I'm glad that we don't have days like that very often because I'd end up in the looney bin fersure.

a plague on our house.

Can someone please tell me why the HELL we cannot seem to stay healthy in this house?

It's driving me bat.shit.crazy.  I feel like in the past 6 months, we've had a total of maybe 3 weeks when we've all been healthy.  Not fun.

Sunday morning I went in to get the brothers from their beds and was hit by a wall of vomit-smell when I opened the door.  Kiernan and his bed were covered in puke.  Lovely.  He acted perfectly fine though, so we just assumed he ate too much or hiccuped or who knows what and we moved on with life.

Monday morning the boys and I met some friends at the zoo.  I started feeling a little queasy but chalked it up to my lack of breakfast that morning, threw back a handful of trail mix, and went about my business.  Then we got home and as I fixed the boys their lunch I got more and more nauseous.  The little boys went down for their nap and I curled up on the couch with Brennan while he watched some cartoons.

That's when it hit me.  That lovely warm-watery-mouth-I'm-gonna-blow-chunks feeling.  I ran to the bathroom and hurled my lunch while Brennan stood above me saying "Mommy, you puked!" and "Excuse you Mommy!"  Vomiting with an audience is over-rated.

Brennan's big adventure.

I left off in September with Brennan flying to Michigan with my parents.  Bottom line?  Kid got spoiled.  Hard core.  He did well without me and I didn't cry too much when I dropped them off at the airport.

Even though life was easier with only 2 kids, I missed that boy like crazy.  Luckily, I headed to Michigan on the 3rd to be reunited with my little bug and left Daddy here in FL to experience the beauty that is only having to care for 1 year old twin boys.

This is how I know I married the best man.

Most guys wouldn't want distractions during THE GAME. 

A lot of guys would tell their kids to be quiet and sit down till the game was over.

Some guys might even leave the house to avoid all of the distractions a family brings to trying to watch a football game.

But not my man.  He watched his beloved Wolverines battle their enemies with 3 squirmy little boys on his lap, climbing all over him, battling for his attention.  He paused the game to help with snack and potty and diaper breaks.  He pushed race cars around a track and kissed boo boos with one eye on the TV screen.

Proof that I picked a kick ass man to procreate with.  Proof that he's an amazing Daddy.

Buzz Lightyear + Splashpad + Dinos + Legos = lots of happy boys.

Today started like any other day.  No plans necessarily, just some things to accomplish around the house.  But Brian and I were both kinda feeling the itch to get out of the house and enjoy the nice weather.  We threw around a few ideas - the park, the zoo, the library.  Eh.  Nothing sounded particularly fun and exciting.  

Some friends of ours were visiting Orlando last week and mentioned that they enjoyed Downtown Disney for a nice little stroll, so I threw it out there as a fairly cheap possibility.  It's free to wander around, so we decided to brave the crazy shopper traffic and head over to Orlando.

On the way there they boys napped while Brian and I chatted.  As we got closer we noticed something in the sky ahead.  It turned out to be an (amateur?) skywriter writing "Thank U Jesus" and "Jesus Loves U" in the sky.  It was fun to guess what the next letter would be.  Kinda like Wheel of Fortune.