I know this is not the outfit you think of when you think of the word centerfold. Katie is just modeling her christening outfit for me to make sure it fits.
Now comes the centerfold pictures. Just so you know, I'm not in a habit of taking my children's clothes off just to take a picture of them, so don't go calling Child Protective Services on me. The gown came off, and I just couldn't help myself. Do you think she's cold? Nah.
Here's Jojo being as cute as ever. After I got her undressed, I thought why bother trying the gown on her? If it fits Katie, then it fits her. She's still 2 lbs smaller after all.
There's good that comes out of being naked. You discover your feet! Hello, feet. It's nice to finally meet you.
And of course, these two centerfolds just have to have a little chitchat about having a crazy mother who undresses them when it's 40 degrees outside.
Have you had one of those days when you just want to be free as the day you were born? I mean, who doesn't want to see what every nook and crany, every dirt, every splinter, every cold surface feels like on your ass? You don't? Me neither.
But obviously, this boy thinks otherwise. He progressively lost a piece of clothing in a span of 1 hour. Jojo and I were trying to document the day, but she had other ideas too.
Bronchiolitis and Bronchitis. Just take out a few letters in the middle and the two become 2 different things. First it was Brochiolitis and now it's Bronchitis. Poor Kitty Kat. She has been wheezing intermitently for a few days, but today it was constant. She also turns red in the face every time she coughs, so the hubby and I decided to take her to the doctor. She was put on the nebulizer at the doctor's office, which improved her breathing dramatically. So, we've been sent home with our very own. Katie must be on the nebulizer every 4 hours through the weekend (more often if needed) and then as needed after that. She is also on antibiotics.
Unfortunately, it started with Big Bro. But with him, his coughing wasn't that bad so we weren't worried (besides, since he started pre-school, I can count in one hand the weeks he was cough-free). Jordan is once again spared, though. I don't know how she manages not to get these upper respiratory crap that seem to bother Katie, but she does. You'd think the bigger of the two is more bug-resistant.
For this weekend, instead of me manning Camp Ducklings, the hubby is pitching in. He is going to handle the big boy's 3-4x/night wakings (just to check that he isn't alone in his bedroom) and I will be with the girls. I need good nights sleep in between the nebulizer sessions.
Matty didn't go to school today because a bad tummy ache kept him up last night.
This is what happens when you decide to take a nap with your children and your toddler wakes up before you. I'm just glad I put the girls in the playpen, or they may have met with the same fate.
This is one from the vault. This is Matty at 2 months old. His sisters are now 7 months old and they don't even have that much hair, and definitely not that chubby.
Amazingly enough, he still has the same whine at almost 3 years old. And it still has the same potency to make Mommy's ears ring instantly.
Matty and the girls enjoyed having their Nana, Papaw and their cousins this weekend. Matty couldn't get enough of his youngest cousin, Connor. It really reminds me of when these three nephews were younger. They couldn't get enough of their Uncle.
Katie seems to warm up to everyone much faster this time. Yay! She's really quite a ham. Jojo was just like her old self; she doesn't mind the attention.
This afternoon, before Matty went for his nap, he asked for a TV in his room. Where the heck does he get these things? Too bad his Daddy and I have long ago decided (even before Matty was just a twinkle in our eyes) that there will not be a TV in the kid's room. Really, I don't even know why he wants a TV there. He only watches the same 2 episodes of Go Diego Go over and over.
Then this evening, the hubby tried to play a trick on me. I was on bath duty with Matty and Daddy was on twins duty (diaper change and PJ). When we switched off (he puts Matty to bed and I nurse the twins), I noticed after a couple of seconds (HA!) that he had switched their PJ's and switched their position in the crib.
I hate to tell you this, sweetpea. But you have to do better than that!
I mentioned previously that I may have to split the girls up and put them in their own cribs very very soon because they are getting too big for one. Well, I've been stressing out about this. I want them to stay together as long as possible, because to separate them prematurely may cause them stress.
Well, it seems that they can stay together for a while longer because they have figured out a way to situate themselves nicely. Such smart little things, they are.
This is perfect! This gives them enough room from head to toe to stretch out, plus they are positioned in such a way that they don't smack each others faces and disturb each other.
I know this is not the outfit you think of when you think of the word centerfold. Katie is just modeling her christening outfit for me to make sure it fits.
Now comes the centerfold pictures. Just so you know, I'm not in a habit of taking my children's clothes off just to take a picture of them, so don't go calling Child Protective Services on me. The gown came off, and I just couldn't help myself. Do you think she's cold? Nah.
Here's Jojo being as cute as ever. After I got her undressed, I thought why bother trying the gown on her? If it fits Katie, then it fits her. She's still 2 lbs smaller after all.
There's good that comes out of being naked. You discover your feet! Hello, feet. It's nice to finally meet you.
And of course, these two centerfolds just have to have a little chitchat about having a crazy mother who undresses them when it's 40 degrees outside. 
