Two more weeks and we are on vacation!

Dad and Brielle at the Ophthalmologist . . .

Dad, I'm meditating. Shhhh.

 

Brielle's new Disney glasses. Dad, what are they doing in there?

I'm not sure, I just know I'm not going in there.

Rianne, are you like super comfortable?

Yeah. We're going to church.

And I'm going to get on the school bus first!

Dad, I'm this many pounds, wait, I don't have enough fingers and toes . . .

Footloose with some new, cool light up shoes from grandmom.

Seeya next week!

Dad's Home with the Triplets Weekend so a Birthday Recap

Cinderella and Anna were just walking through Briarwood and stopped in to see the girls and their friends.

Cinderella's telling her story and the girls are mentioning that they've read her story, seen her movie, and . . .

So, it's a little tough to make sure everyone gets a good smile in, sorry to those who aren't happy with the pic.

Teagan . . . keep smiling . . . .

Is this like a toothpaste commercial, for the love of Pete, can we stop smiling . . .

 

If we don't get to start opening some presents, I'm going to start crying . . . on our birthsday.

 

Dresses, fire, such a bad combination . . . I hope Cinderella or Anna has a fire extinguisher in that dress.

So, wait, is it one two three because we were three or do we go one two three four because we're four?

Ladies in waiting?

I would say ladies sick of waiting. Seeya next week!

Fire pit and the pool

The sun is pink. Must be the triplets' birthday coming up . . .

Maybe this one . . .

No, how about this one . . .

Rianne, I'm glad we could go to the library and get you away from your iPads

Giving our children sharp objects and letting them get closer to fire . . . total parent fail.

It's a delicate balance girls, get it close to the fire, but don't let it catch fire . . .

Dad . . . mines on fire.

Great. The Ankeny fire department is going to come . . . again.

Seriously?

A Day at Emi's pool. No fire.

Dad's working on his tan.

Gonna need a lot of work. Seeya next week!

Nine more days until our 4th Birthday

Selfie on the way to church

Bye mom. . .

Our new beds are soooo big!

Brielle. Brielle? Brielle? Brielle: I'm asleep.

Hey, you're Cinderella!

Well, my prince would help me pick up my Legos.

Isn't any prince I've ever read about.

Smile for mom! Hey Teagan, smile for mom . . .

So we know who started that . . .

Teagan, put your tongue back in your mouth, mommy said to erase the "Go Cubs!"

I call this work of art 3 AM Thunderstorm.

Daddy, you dressed us and got us on the bus for church, there's hope for you yet Seeya next week. No really, we'll get to see you next week for our births-day.