Oh the sickness

I am so behind on all the happenings in our little corner of the universe. Can you hear me knocking on wood before what I am about to say?? I think we are all well. It has been two miserable weeks of sickness in some form or the other in our house. We've had sleepless nights, ear infections, sinus infections, coughing, sneezing, vomiting, and breathing treatments. No one was spared although Walter, S and I faired much better than the triplets. We are still not sure what everyone had but so glad whatever IT was is gone. At least for the time being. Let me tell you that chasing around 3 two year olds with a crazy fish looking mask and telling them to breath in the "smoke" is no easy chore. Especially when G is screaming NO FISHY! I now have a few more honorable gray hairs to add to the ever brooding patch of them on my head. Who knows before too long I might get tempted to cover up these crazy hairs and end up a blond or redhead. Of course that would require time to myself to get that done and time seems to be in short supply lately.

On another note we are now in the process of getting estimates for the big move come June. Southwestern wants it all done now even though it still seems so far away. I am praying that somehow we will be able to swing having the moving company pack us, because as it is now I can't even fathom it. I honestly can't clean up this 1000 sq ft. house so not sure how I could possible pack it. Oh well guess we will see. Although on another note we did celebrate the less than 100 day mark two days ago. Today we are down to 98 if anyone is keeping count. Not that we are or anything.

Well must hush. Waiting for the plumber. That in and of itself is a whole other story. Let's just say a house with 6 people needs more than ONE bathroom.

A Day at the Beach

I'm so not good at updating our blog. Oh well such is the life of one with 4 children 4 and under. All 4 little lovelies are off to preschool today so I have a few minutes to spare for a change (actually there's laundry to be done, dishes to be washed, rooms to be cleaned, etc...but I am ignoring that inner urge to go clean up for the time being).

Well we have been couped up in this tiny house for weeks with unseasonably cold weather for So. Cal and unseasonably snotty, sick and down right mean kids. Not to mention a momma who hasn't gotten enough "beauty sleep" as darling little S calls it. So by this weekend I had had enough. No more inside and we were off for some fresh air! Well luckily the weather cooperated and so did the kids. We spent Sunday at a beach near Malibu called Zuma beach and had a fabulous time. There were tears when G decided that sand was to throw in A, C & S's eyes, A hated the feeling of the freezing cold water on her toes, C decided naked was more fun than being clothed (she spilled her drink down her clothes and got to wander around in her bloomers) and S couldn't fine one single sand crab while we were there. But on a high note they spent a good part of the day terrorizing poor seagulls, chasing each other in circles and down right wearing themselves out. Once again we got a taste of the beautiful California coast and gorgeous weather. Things we are going to miss when we decend on Dallas in the 100 degree temps come July, but the thing we will have come July is family closer by to share these wonderful kids with. In fact Walt and I are planning on sharing them so much with the grandparents we may sneak back to California for a weekend to enjoy it with just the two of us.

On a sidebar we met a couple this weekend at the beach who we got the chance to chat with. We are always hesitant when approached because we generally get the OH MY GOSH ARE THEY TRIPLETS? and How on Earth did that happen questions (usually followed by other strange, weird and downright crazy comments), but we got the Is this all you are going to have question? I am so tired of hearing that one, but the dad jumped in to explain that they had 7 kids and their youngest was a junior in college. Both he and his wife went on to say what a blessing each of their children were to them and that we were so lucky to have these kids. The dad even said the saddest day of his life was when their last one went off to college. Walter and I walked away once again reminded of the enormous blessing God gave us when intrusting us with these children. There were many days that I prayed on hands and knees to be blessed with a child. Little did I know what God had in store for us and with each day regardless of our struggles we are reminded how truly blessed we are. On a sidenote we both commented on how young they looked to have 7 kids. So we decided having lots of kids must keep you young. We are hoping our 4 will do the trick :)