Last Thursday, a week ago now, we took the girls in for their flu shots. Oh, we're evil. The girls were so well behaved in the waiting room. Until the nurse called us our name. As we walked toward the door way, they all started crying. Luckily, it was pretty quick. Greg waited in the hall with two of them, while I held the one getting her shot. Really, the cried as much at the idea of being at the doctor's office as they did for the shot. They were fine again by the time we got back in the car.
But how did I not realize they need boosters again in a month? Sigh. Repeat.
On Saturday, our Moms of Multiples group had a play date at a pottery place. I wasn't sure what to expect - not sure if it was going to be totally over their heads, not sure if they were going to break something... I also didn't realize that it wasn't so much a pottery place as a "painting" place. Fine, though. We took the only three high chairs they had (hey, we got there early. and with our group, you know there was going to be a fight over high chairs.), picked out an ornament for each of them... and let them at it. I'm not sure how much of it they "get," but they knew enough to know that they wanted that paint. As much as they could get. Honestly, though, they did great - I'm always so nervous with new experiences.
E & Daddy

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R

And as you might notice, painting the table was equally as much fun as painting the ornaments.
So, we had to dry the ornaments a bit to be able to write their names on them... meaning, we had to extract the ornaments from them. We exchanged them for wipes (surprisingly, this was deemed a fair trade). They love to wipe their hands, and then they got all into wiping the table... and then... they decided to do their spit shine routine. I hate to put a damper on it, because it's so darn cute and funny ... but really not acceptable in public.
Have I already sighed in this post? I lose track.
On Sunday afternoon, once Becca finally woke up from her nap, we decided to get out and enjoy the beautiful fall (finally!) weather. We went to the playground and had a blast.
Well, after we read the comics...




We were all about the slides this time. Emma just took off for this shorter, steeper one. It's easier for them to get onto because it's flush with the platform. The tube slide is a 2" or so step up, and they haven't figured out how to get into that themselves yet.

Becca liked to be able to put the brakes on.

Julie initially wasn't too keen on the slides. I practically had to drag her down the first time. But then she was fine to do it on her own.


I love this one because of Julie's tongue.

Running pictures are still favorites of mine.


When she got tired of running around and going back up the stairs to go down the slide again, she became a swing hog. I kept trying to get her out because the park was fairly crowded, but she would just sit in the mulch and scream.




Julie's technique to get down the slide was to twist around like this.

Sisters. :) Trying to figure out how to get into that slide.


