Woolsey Family Chronicles

Documenting the journey of raising triplets and their wild big sister

Can Can Dancer and 8 Month Babes October 26, 2008

Filed under: Uncategorized — The Hip Mothership @ 3:30 am

Ava as a Can-Can Dancer for Halloween
My babies are growing up so fast. They just turned 8 months and they are exploding with developmental growth. Elsa has completely grown out of her acid reflux. She is off her Nexium and hardly spits up at all. She is almost crawling and went from only sitting for a minute at the end of last week to sitting for a really long time before teatering over to one side. She is also trying to go from a laying down position to a sitting position and has almost made it.

A few days ago I walked into the nursery and Violet was on her knees with her hands firmly grasping the top of the crib and she was laughing with delight. She was so delighted with herself that she was on her knees holding on to the top of the crib and she could barely contain herself. She laughed in that Violet kind of laugh and then I laughed. We both shared a good laugh and then I said to myself, crap, she is going to fall out of the crib soon! Time to lower the mattress. A few weeks ago Violet would take one coordinated crawl — one knee, one arm motion — before moving into her forward lunge to grab a toy. That evolved into the “I got shot in one leg” crawl where she used one leg and her arms, the other leg dead to the world. Today, she is a proud crawler. All of this progression transpired over a few short weeks. She does a real honest to goodness crawl from one end of the room to the next, sometimes laughing at herself along the way. She is a woman of many emotions, going from ecstatic to erratic all within one minute. Oh, shades of her older sister. It is a red-headed quality for sure.

Preston is a joyous boy of late. He wakes up with a huge smile on his face and continues with his jovial spirit throughout the day. Sometimes I hear him kicking his mobile in the middle of the night in an attempt to get it to start, which sometimes works and sometimes doesn’t. I go up to check on him and he is wide awake and gives me the biggest grin in the world. I feel so loved like there was no one else in the whole world he would rather see at 3am other than me. Of course, maintaining my stringent sleep training, I don’t dare pick him up. I only put my hand on his sweet little face and give him a big smile back and then I go back to bed.

Preston likes to hear himself scream and these days he is only getting around by rolling. I told him that he better work on his crawling skills since the girls are pretty much crawling and are going to literally plow right over him. That is what my triplets do – they roll over each other, grab each others feet, face, limbs, try and rip each others eyes out, fun stuff like that – and if the baby girls have crawling down before him, he is sure to be crushed. They do it in love though, I swear. You should see the smiles on their faces when they see each other.

A few days ago Preston fell out of his Bumbo seat that I put on the kitchen table and feed them in. They have been trying for months to climb out of that thing and the other day I was standing right there, luckily, since I am not always standing right there, and Preston leaned over to get something and gracefully fell from the seat and hit his head on the kitchen table and would’ve proceeded over the table onto the ground if I wasn’t there to catch him. Guess what I went out and bought? Yep, three booster chairs that I can strap them in and that has a tray.

The award for most adored in the household goes to Ava Rose. Those babies light up like the messiah has entered the room when Ava appears. Ava loves her babies just as much. She says she is the boss of the babies. I know she says this because it makes her crazy that she isn’t the boss of Chris and I and she is sure she should be the boss of someone, so she has claimed that she is and will forever be the boss of the babies. I told her the other day that one day the babies might not be so compliant with her communist rule. She didn’t care.

The Ava-ism for the day:

“Violet is the prettiest baby, Elsa is the funniest baby and Preston is the most handsomest baby.”
Asked by Chris, “Ava, why is Violet the prettiest baby?” “Because she has red hair like me”.

Today we went to the Country Days Halloween bash which was so much fun. There were games, candy, cupcakes and the kids looked so adorable in their costumes. Ava is a Can Can dancer this year and her costume is so adorable, which is nice since I paid too much money for it.

Happy Halloween everyone!

Until next time, the mothership is signing off.


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