Watching the Playoffs with the Girls

This "was" Dad's comfy La-Z-boy. First mommy drops daddy from her profile pic on facebook and now this. What's next? Are the Broncos going to beat the Steelers?

This picture shows the verdict on Teagan's oxygen.  She is off of it!  As long as she has a good weight gain this week and doesn't get air hungry (her sats drop, she takes longer to eat) we can keep her off.  Teagan and I sat in the doctor's office for 3 and 1/2 hours and she had her vitals checked while she was awake, eating, and sleeping. Tony showed up to talk to the doctor at hour 3, ha, ha. All were good so the doctor felt comfortable letting her breathe room air.  It was so freeing being able to carry her out of the office without an oxygen tank.  We also decided that the girls are big enough now that they don't need to be on their monitors 24/7.  We now only use them at bedtime and can actually carry the girls around the house!  The girls now come downstairs every morning making life a bit easier. 

Ya know Dad, I was thinking, if the Broncos beat the Steelers, then go on to New England with some of that Tebow magic

And then beat New England in Foxboro, Denver's a number 4 seed and would have to come to Baltimore, the number 2 seed. Silly Dad.

Daddy asked Elise, our super nanny, to help Teagan and Ri eat since they know so much about football now. She uses the one arm chair technique allowing for Rianne to be propped a little higher.

This week the girls turn six months which means more shots.

No, not those shots.

The girl's nursery is finally done thanks to my sister Megan and her husband Brian.

Don't mind the ice-cream cone and pickle hanging from the ceiling fan.

 Right now they can't get out of their cribs, but don't worry, we have other cribs waiting for when they get a little bigger.

Might add a little to the electric bill, but it will be worth it.

I'm going to guess these parents don't have triplets.

Or this family

It's important to have a couch right there, you must be frickin' exhausted from taking care of one!

This is our humble triple dorm room. You may ask, why doesn't the chair match anything in the room. Well, once they've spit up enough formula on it, it will match perfectly.

His and hers. Notice his is right next to the diaper, throw away thing so that he doesn't forget to take out the "trash".

Megan created shadow boxes to keep the girls firsts. Their pictures as struggling preemies helps us to remain thankful in times of ... duress.

We sometimes forget how far they have come. 13.5 inches is smaller than two of those 5 x 7 photos side by side.

Even then Ri had to have her hands by her head when she slept.

Amazing designs by Megan again. These take a lot of time.

We still have lots of cords but only at night time now! Pickle the mascot is always up watching us from above.

Brielle sucks her thumb, but the cannula is in the way, so she found a way around it. Instead of curling her hand into a fist with thumb out, she makes like a claw to enclose the cannula and nose.

I don't know why but this is the image I got in my head from this picture. (Below)

Of course they would want matching Disney Princess Wing Suits.