I can never move farther north than North Carolina, and I’m talking about the southern end of North Carolina. After being snowed in for a few days with about six inches of snow, I learned that it’s far too much work to get three kids dressed to play in a winter wonderland. By the time I changed Siler’s diaper and had Mila and Eli go potty (learned this the hard way), I began the task of putting on snowsuits, jackets, socks, shoes, hats and gloves. Once I’d finished, I’d worked up a sweat.
Snowed In
Me vs. H1N1
I thought I had planned for the flu season better than an obsessive compulsive bride planning for her wedding day. Despite my efforts, I was delivered a bombshell at Urgent Care on Sunday. My son, Eli, tested positive for influenza A, which is more than likely the H1N1 virus. At that point, my jaw dropped open in shock, and I was ready to ask for a refund on those shots.
How could this happen? I went to painstaking measures to have each of my three children vaccinated for the seasonal flu and the H1N1...
Daddy’s Girl
I’m 100 percent sure if my husband and I were drowning in a pool and my daughter could only save one of us, I’d be a goner. These days Mila is all about Daddy, and last week was proof of that.
Mila came home from preschool with a note from the teacher saying she was selected for book reader. When a child in the class is book reader, that child is allowed to have a parent come read a book to the class. From my observations, the book reader is always the mother. I assumed I’d be reading the...
Going Green
My little Siler is going green. If you think I’m talking about cloth diapers, you obviously don’t know me well. I’m talking about a different kind of green. These days my youngest child is green with envy. Yes, a little jealous streak has emerged as this mama’s boy has decided that he just doesn’t like sharing my attention with his siblings. I’m not sure how this has happened. I thought the youngest of three would come into the world...
Christmas
This Christmas was loads of fun for the Becker household. Mila and Eli, my 3 ½ year old twins, really bought into the magic of Christmas. They were over-the-moon with excitement as they anticipated Santa’s arrival, and they took great pride in ripping open the wrapping paper to find gifts. Siler thoroughly enjoyed jumping and rolling in the balled up wrapping paper on the floor.
While gifts are fun, they also can be overwhelming. By the time grandparents,...
The Flour Incident
All-purpose flour really does have all different kinds of purposes. I discovered an interesting new use for it—a backdrop for a ridiculously fun photo shoot. I was mixing up cookie dough with Mila and Eli, and sneaky little Siler came to the table and pulled down the flour canister that I had just moments before filled to the top. What a colossal mess! And what was I thinking trying to bake with three children on the loose?
A Slippery Slope
I don’t think you’ve seen pure joy until you’ve watched children sled downhill. The big smiles and laughter make for a magical moment. For a little while, life is perfect. It’s one of those moments that I wish I could freeze….before my kids start whining about being cold or have a tantrum about the fact that their shoes are getting wet in the slushy snow. Motherhood has taught me that Hallmark moments are fleeting.
My Christmas Miracle
My family experienced a Christmas miracle last Sunday at Cookies with Santa. I actually got a decent family photo. The Mothers of Multiples club that I’m a member of hosts the event each, and the Santa is quite authentic.
Of course, this was the one year I didn’t go to the trouble of coordinating festive outfits for my children to wear. If I had known our time with Santa would be almost picture perfect, I would have. Maybe that’s the secret to snapping a good family photo—have...
Granddad Stew
These days I seem to be running about two weeks behind on everything. Needless to say, this is why I’m just now sharing pictures from Thanksgiving. We gathered at the beach for a Thanksgiving weekend with my husband’s extended family.
The highlight of the entire trip was watching my children play on the beach with their 97-year-old great-grandfather (who happens to be a newlywed of nearly two months). Granddad Stew, as my kids like to call him, is an inspiration to anyone wanting to be forever...
Halloween Revisited
It’s Dec. 1, and Siler finally got dressed up in his Halloween costume for pictures. I guess that officially qualifies me as slacker mom. In my defense, I did take pictures the week after Halloween, but he still had that lovely green drainage pouring from his nose. I should really erase those ghastly pictures from my hard drive in case Siler’s ever on American Idol or runs for political office one day.
Putting on a costume doesn’t sound like a lot of work, but it is when you have two other children...
