Woolsey Family Chronicles

Documenting the journey of raising triplets and their wild big sister

Snow Angels. . . Or Not! December 30, 2010

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The most popular word in our house right now is NO!  Although NO is one word and only two letters, there are so many meanings that come with the word when delivered by three almost three-year olds and one sassy redhead.  There is the angry NO. The defiant I will never do what you ask me to NO.  There is the often used FU NO, if you know what I mean, the jump off a cliff and die kind.  There is the whiny NO, the feel sorry for me because I am sad while I am saying NO.  And lastly, the most common in our household at the moment is the NO! YES! NO! YES!  NO, the age old sibling rivalry NO.  It goes something like this: Preston: I want to play with the Lite Brite.  Elsa: NO Lite Brite.  Preston: YES Lite Brite.  Elsa: NO Lite Brite.  This NO/YES banter can go on indefinitely until a parent intervenes.  By the time I intervene I don’t even know if they know what they were NO/YESing about. Ava, knowing by age 6 that she better not use the angry or defiant NO!  to us, uses the gentle sounding noooooa, to tell us that she knows we want her to do something but she is not on board and please don’t make her. 

Preston is famous for saying HOOOOOOOO KAAAYYYYYYYYYY these days.  Just like that.  The HOOOOOKAAAAAAYYYYY usually only comes after Chris and I have asked him more than once to do something and so we are frustrated with him and raise our voice.  Instead of saying “okay” he resorts to the longer more drawn out HOOOOOOOKAAAAYYYYYYY, like “dude, I get it, don’t get so excited.” 

Christmas is over and while we did have a lot of fun and indulged in a lot of food and drinks, I am so happy it is all over.  The decorations are down and we are on day 3 of getting them back under the house.  The kids made out pretty great this year with their own dolls, a new kitchen (bought second hand from my neighbor), a tea set and tea kettle, and of course Preston got a new beloved vacuum.  Preston has been vacuuming up the house ever since Saturday.  The triplets got scooters from Gigi and Gramps and they all love them, but Violet loves her scooter the best.  Last night Violet was in her snow suit riding back and forth on the driveway for over an hour.  When it was dark and time to go in for dinner, Violet had another few hours left in her.  She is very adventurous. 

Ava’s favorite part of Christmas is the actual opening presents process.  After she was done opening presents, she went through a post-present-pardum where she was slightly depressed and grumpy.  It wasn’t because she wanted more presents; it was only because she wanted to open more presents, if that makes any sense.  She snapped out of post-present-pardum and the kids played with their new toys together all day.  It was like a very messy toy store in our house on Christmas. 

Today we took everyone sledding up at Ice House and Gigi and Gramps came also.  What we learned from that experience is that the triplets are not at a good age for snow.  Preston was pissed the second he stepped out of the car because he fell on his hands before I could even get gloves on him, which equated to ice cold hands and lots of crying.  He did not recover.  Violet was having a great time making snow angels and throwing snow until she got on the sled and Chris pulled her too fast down the hill and she flew off and did a few rolls before landing face first in the snow.  She recovered, but not fully, and it took some time.  Ava was having a great time sledding until she decided she did not want to walk back up the hill again and demanded that someone carry her up.  We were already dealing with Preston and Violet and their issues, and Ava is 6 years old afterall, so we kindly asked her to walk herself back up.  Because Ava has bright red hair she stood her ground and didn’t budge in a stubborn standoff.  She melted down at the bottom of the hill.  Elsa just puttered along, not taking anything in life too seriously and making the most of her time out in the snow.  Sage had the very best time of all of us, running, hopping and jumping through the snow.  After 45 minutes of serious effort trying to make this a fun trip, we threw in the towel and headed back.  It was a very cold day, about 18 degrees up there, but so beautiful.  In a couple of years we will try again.  It seems like everything is about a couple of years away for us. 

Happy New Year everyone! May your 2011 be a fantastic one.

Until next time, the mothership is signing off.

 

Christmas Card December 23, 2010

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Wishing you a wonderful holiday season

No, you did not get crossed off the Woolsey 6 Christmas card list this year.  I made an executive decision to not send one out this year on account of the fact that I have become scrooge this year, and also because I am feeling far too busy with normal life to be bothered.  So, above you will see the blog version of our holiday card.

Last week we found out that our super spelling and reader, Ava Rose Woolsey, was one of only two first graders at the school to qualify for the 1st/2nd grade spelling bee.  She was given a test of 20 challenging spelling words which she did not get to study for, and she was allowed to miss seven to qualify.  She qualified and at the end of January she competes against all of the 1st and 2nd graders at her school to see who goes on to the main competition.  Chris will for sure be driving her crazy from now until the next competition with random impromptu spelling words that he will require she spells. 

In triplet news, my almost 3-year-old triplets have recently realized that they can easily climb in and out of their crib.  My dreams and desires of keeping them in their cribs until they turn 18 is being destroyed and the cribs are turning into jungle gyms.  It is a dangerous game of catapulting themselves into the crib, where they mainly land straight on their heads, and then climbing out, which could easily turn into a broken arm one of these days.  The good news, up until this morning, is that they would always follow our rules and stay in their cribs until we came to get them.  That all changed this morning when Violet and Elsa decided to climb out of their cribs before 7am and run into Ava’s room to play.  Ava was in heaven as her long and lonely wait until 7am when she is allowed to leave her room turned into social hour with her sisters.  Now I am quite sure that every morning the girls will be climbing out of their cribs waking up the household.  In a strange twist of fortune, I actually stayed in bed until after 7:30am because the kids were all playing and doing their own thing, having discovered a small slice of freedom and independence. I guess on our list of chores for after the holidays will be to transfer cribs into toddler beds.  Sigh. 

All of my Christmas shopping is done, half of the presents are wrapped and the holiday festivities are well underway with a dinner out with the ladies tonight, our traditional Christmas Eve Eve at the Mannions tomorrow night and Christmas Eve at our The Kott’s house across the street. 

Merry Christmas to my dear family and friends.  We love you!

Until next time, the mothership is signing off.

 

Christmas Trees December 10, 2010

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Tonight I took my aggression and frustration out on four chicken breasts.  With a little old school Toad The Wet Sprocket playing in the background, I smacked the hell out of that raw meat with a big mallet and it felt great. I began my pounding gingerly, careful not to break the meat apart, and gradually I became more aggressive.  It had been a wonderful morning with the kids as they were very happy and funny and easy to parent.  After naps all hell broke loose when they woke up with a grumpy outlook on the afternoon which translated into all of them wanting me to hold them and carry them around at the same time.  This is truly when having multiples, higher order multiples in particular, becomes challenging.  There is only one of me and I only have two arms and two hands and that leaves at least one kid to fend for themselves.  I have been in the position before where I am holding a child in each arm and with one of my hands I reach down carefully so as not to drop the child in that arm and hold the third child’s hand.  It is definitely taxing on the body.

Chris was gone Monday and Tuesday and now he is off for the rest of the year.  I cannot tell you the joy this brings me. 

We hunted for Christmas trees with the Hosseinis on Sunday, which was kind of fun and kind of a lot of work.  I am definitely a scrooge this Christmas.  Seriously, I am barely keeping my head above water with housecleaning duties, making sure that my kids are clothed and fed and entertained, as well as getting myself some yoga time.  To add massive amounts of Christmas decorations, AKA clutter, to my world almost puts me over the edge.  I used to enjoy the process, and the end result, and I am sure I will again one day when I don’t have so many very young children.  But for now, can I just say F the decorations.  Hannukah is not even represented at the house this year, which will be the first time in 10 years.  But at night time when I look at the fruits of my labor, including the banister, mantel, two trees and various other decorations around the house, it does bring me joy; not to mention the joy it brings to the sweet precious faces of my children.

How is Mothership Montessori going, you may wonder?  Well, my teacher’s assistant Ava has seriously done more teaching than I have.  She insists on taking the printed papers we are working on and going over it with them in the car.  I am on winter break.  I will re-open, or just open, in January.

Until next time, the mothership is signing off.