Well, the trio have been together for over a month now since Ryan came home.  In that amount of time we have had lots of fun.  The trio has been on quite a few outings.  Some of the highlights include:

Michael's- I REALLY needed something (which now I can't even remember what it was) so my mom, Liz and I took the three of them there.  I had 1 guy on a cell phone stop in his tracks and tell the caller- "Oh my God- it's a baby bus!"

The Galleria- Drew wanted to go shopping (a shocking event in itself) and like seriously, would I say no to a shopping trip?  We were not even 4 feet in the door when every shopper over the age of 70 was flocked around us.  I have concluded that people were right.  Old folks (or should I say "Advanced Age Individuals") LOVE triplets.   When we finished up 5 hours later, they still smelled like Old Spice.

San Gennaro Feast- Their 1st Italian Festival!  They were a little too young to appreciate meatballs, but they did have a good time. One guy even yelled from a booth that it was "the most pimpin' stroller he had ever seen".  So we decided to get some spinner rims and running lights added to it.  We even had  our pic taken for the website- if it ever makes it up there.  The promotor was so shocked by the stroller I am  not sure he remembered how to use the camera.  We'll see...

And here is some great quotes that we heard while out and about (and who said Americans were stupid?)

"Wow triplets!  How many is that?"

"Were they all born at the same time?"

"3 boys?"  (Even though Aspen had so much pink on she looked like cotton candy.)

and my favorite...

"I wouldn't have any more kids if I were you!"  I just smiled and said we were having another set of triplets- NOW SHUT UP!

BUT, it is loads of fun to go out with then because it is always great to hear how adorable they are.  Drew brought them up to my office and Ryan was flirting like crazy.  His 1st words will probably be"  How you doin'?" wink wink.  We also went to a Mothers of Multiples picnic, which was great.  I was like "My People!" No crazy comments there.  They all understood :)

Birth announcements still are not done since Drew's bazillion dollar camera met an unfortuate fate with the tile floor in our office.  We had to have it airlifted back to Nikon for emergency surgery.  So we bought one just to have that is smaller and the red eye reduction didn't work, so all the pics of the kids made them look like the spawn of Lucifer.  But we did just get another one that seems to work better so they should be done in a few weeks.

til next time........

WELCOME HOME RYAN!!!

After a looong 3 months, Ryan came home today! 

Well, we think it's Ryan.  Actually, it may be Ryan on No Doze.  See, the boy has more energy than is humanly possible.  He has more energy than his parents, more energy than Dominic and Aspen.  He has more energy than the Tour de France winner.  The boy does not sleep.

I birthed the Energizer bunny.

Oh, and he hates the fancy schmansy bottles I have that are supposed to reduce colic, avoid ear infections, cure athletes foot, improve driving (well, that may not be avoided, after all, he does come from Ruscito blood) and a million other things.  No, Mr. Ryan likes cheapo bottles with strange looking nipples.  And don't even think about tricking him.  He knows. 

And, we finally figured out Drew's nationality.  It is Swiss.  That is the only explanation for why Ryan YODELS.  No cooing, or gurgling, but adult strength yodeling.  And he likes to practice at night.

Even with no sleep, we couldn't be happier.  Plus, we figure he can support us on his record contract when he wins Switzerland Idol.

So we bribed Nana Liz into spending the night last night so Drew and I could get a solid 4 hour block of sleep.  Actually, I took advantage of the sleep opportunity and hid in bed until 9am.  Which, was probably a good thing considering I almost fell asleep in the KFC drive-thru yesterday.  So I woke up full of energy and really needed:

A SHOPPING FIX....

So I decide that Liz, and I were going to take Dominic and Aspen to the outlets.  Drew ran away to work.  I spend 45 minutes getting all the stuff packed.  We load them into the car and head out.  No sooner are we on the freeway to shopping paradise when Aspen pukes all over herself.  With no exit in sight, Liz is hanging over the seat trying to clean her up.  Finally we get to Primm and take out the double stroller (aka MONORAIL) So I get both car seats attached, monitors in the basket, diaper bag and head on in.

Now, if you are going to go out in public with this stroller contraption (and keep in mind I haven't even got the triple stroller yet) you better be prepared for every crazy loon to come up to you and ask "Are they twins?"  Ahhhh.  Thank goodness I was well caffienated.  After repeating myself 40 times (No, they are triplets, one is still in the hospital yada yada yada)  I had the the WINNER.  Little old lady (very sweet) comes over and asks (can you guess?)  "Oh my goodness!  Are they twins?"  I tell her that they are actually triplets and SHE PROCEEDS TO BEND OVER AND LOOK UNDER THE STROLLER FOR THE THIRD ONE!  Now, at this point I could do all I could to keep from laughing and politely told her Ryan was still in the hospital and not in the diaper bag.

So, it was kinda like Gilligan's Island.  A three hour shopping adventue turned into 5 with all the curiuos folks stopping us every 2 minutes. 

Maybe next time I will just hang a sign on the monorail.

Welcome home Dominic!

 Add another munchkin to the residents of Timber Gate!  Dominic was so excited about coming home he fell asleep as soon as he was in the car seat and slept all the way home.  Aspen, who grew quite accustomed to being the only baby in the house, was a little peeved when she had to move over in the crib.  Since he has been home, he has kicked Baci, tested the echo in the house when he screams, and puked all over his boppy.  But we couldn't be happier.

And, Ryan should be coming home next weekend.  He originally was supposed to come home tomorrow, but, he got a yeast infection from all the flippin' antibiotics they have given him over the last 21 days.  At least he is not yellow anymore.

So, there is NO sleep happening in my house ever again.  The well planned feeding schedule that Aspen was on went right down the diaper genie since Dom came home.   I now understand why the other triplet moms told me that I would be willing to pay for sleep.

Any volunteers??? 

Top Five Signs of a New Parent without Sleep

5. The waitress at the restaurant asks you the names of the other 2 kids and you just draw a complete blank.

4. You barter with your husband over who has to do the night feedings.

3.  Red lights become cat nap opportunities

2. Lullabys put you to sleep before the baby

and...

1. You go to the 1st pediatrician appointment and get annoyed over the fact that the waiting room smells like poop.  UNTIL you walk down the hall and it follows you and THEN you realize that you are the parent with the stinky kid.