This weekend we did our first art project! I saw another triplet mom do this project with her trio and loved the idea so I hopped on Amazon to find canvases and some non-toxic paint. It would be doable with one adult there but it was definitely easier with two, particularly because I wanted to take pictures. Jason was on standby with a towel to wipe their hands while I positioned them with the paint.

If we’re assigning colors, Amaya is pink, Sammy is green and Steven is blue so we kept with that theme. We stripped them down, placed their hands in some paint and gave them the canvas to go to town. It definitely helped that our new playmats arrived. I had to do some deep cleaning but it was easier than trying to get the paint out of a quilt or carpet.

Here’s the art in action!

And the finished product! We’ll frame it, along with photos of Steven, Sammy and Amaya in action.

I had a workplace visit on Thursday! It was the first visit to my new office building. On Wednesday, I took my stroller to work to be sure it would fit through the doors and in the elevator. Fortunately, with some help from a freight elevator, we can make it work!

Here Amaya is hanging with her buddy Ginny. (There’s a TV on that’s transfixing her. We don’t watch TV with the kids yet so it’s an immediate attention grabber when they see a TV on.)

The dream team. 🙂 Amaya and her buddy, Ginny. Megan with Sammy (who’s smitten with Ginny) and I’ve got Steven who’s hanging on to the stroller handle bars.

Steven, looking like SUCH a big boy.

And the ride back to the parking garage in the freight elevator. You gotta do what you gotta do!

A sort of segue from the trip in the freight elevator with our triple jogger…

The thing triplets makes me think about more than anything else is STROLLERS. You wouldn’t believe how much time I spend thinking about strollers.

We started with 3 for the infant carriers: a single, a double and a triple (all in a row front to back). A few months ago I added our triple jogger which doesn’t use infant carriers and is awesome outside but doesn’t fit through standard doors. It’s also 63 pounds. Now that we’re graduating from infant carriers, I need to bite the bullet on the next round. I got the Kinderwagon hop double umbrella stroller and my mom picked me up a single stroller (which I need to bring back from NY somehow). Those options are important & helpful for any time we’re not out with all 3 babies.

I also need a triple stroller to use indoors and options are limited. We’re going with the Valco double with Joey seat but somewhat reluctantly because the Joey seat doesn’t recline. But it’s really light, easy to maneuver, and folds easily so I think it’s better than the Foundations triple. Plus, our babies will nap in their strollers less and less frequently and the Valco comes highly, highly recommended from other triplet moms. I don’t hear moms with the Foundations triple raving about it. So, yes, STROLLERS. I think about them. A lot.

Did you make it through all that?

For your trouble, here’s a little evening mayhem.

Steven, Sammy and Amaya are starting to interact more and more. Today, they were grabbing at each other and rolling on each other. I’m not sure what kind of real intention or awareness is there but it’s still fun to watch.

And Amaya, I give you permission to payback your brother for using you as a footrest!

The photo is a little dark but our playroom is pretty much set! Thanks to a recommendation from another triplet mom, we added these playmats to replace the quilt we’d been using. They cover more ground, they’re interesting to look at, double sided and you can wipe up messes. Love them!

See? Who needs toys when you have a farm land play mat? 😉

I wake up every weekday at 6:15am and get ready by 7am to head into the nursery. Without fail, 1, 2 or 3 babies are up well before 7am, fussing in their cribs. On Friday morning, Sammy was full on crying so I decided to grab him and let him play in front of my mirror. Steven and Amaya are no fools, though. The minute they saw me leave with Sammy their cries started. So we had a little party in my bedroom while I finished getting ready for work and, still, they were changed and eating on their normal schedule. Nice to know this is an option (for a hot minute until they’re all crawling everywhere).

Time for some pictures of each of my wonderful babies!

Steven is a BOSS at meal time. He could be a poster child for baby led weaning. He has the perfect combination of focus and fine motor skills. It’s not unusual for Steven to be eating long after Amaya and Sammy have finished. It’s amazing to watch in action.

Sometimes he wants to eat without my camera in his face.

Sometimes it gets messy.

Happy, silly Steven in the playroom.

Sammy is a mixed bag at mealtime. As I mentioned last week, we started offering him food on a spoon but he’s also getting better about feeding himself. The plan is to let him start on his own and offer him some food if he seems like he’s either not eating on his own or not eating as much as he might like. So far, so good!

The Sammy face continues.

Sammy is fastest to laugh but also fastest to cry. In fact, sometimes when he’s laughing I’m watching for him to burst into tears. Emotions are tricky, especially when you have a lot of them. They just come with his wonderful, big, bold personality.

Sammy on the verge of tears.

And resting in Megan’s arms after a fit of hysterics. (I was not home for this but I can truly rest easier knowing Megan is there.)

But don’t worry. Sammy comes back in full form!

Amaya’s turn!

Here’s Amays is wearing one of big cousin Charlie’s hand me downs. I’m glad we tried it on because it’s almost too small. Sooooo cute!

Amaya at 8 months and Charlie at 7 months!

Amaya is a bit more “blunt force” with the eating than Steven but she’s also got the hang of it.

Except for when she’s a little unsure of her broccoli. Eventually she dove in!

Some of Amaya’s fun outfits and FUN faces! She’s got so much personality!

And, finally for photos, a mommy and her boys! <3

I’ll leave you with 2 videos. One of meal time and another of playtime.