When the Cat’s Away…

About a month ago Dropcam contacted me about their “Life’s Mysteries” campaign.  They invited bloggers to share stories of times when something went awry,  but no one’s certain exactly what happened.   With four toddlers in our house, missed moments occur several times per day.  We have enough of them that I compile pictures for a semi regular series called “Shawver Shenanigans”.  If you’ve been keeping up with us for a while, you may recall the great corn starch incident.  It was a doozie!  I think there are still traces of cornstarch in our kitchen, and that’s been months.  Last week, we had a similar doozie during Icemagedon.  In an effort to entertain four busy toddlers, I introduced many new activities, and opened up typically off-limits areas of the house since novelty is always entertaining.

On this particular day, I set up our Tinkerbell PlayHut and a few tunnels in our dining room/ foyer.  It was going fabulously until I left the room to change Rylin’s diaper, leaving three toddlers unsupervised.  I thought I did a great job baby proofing this area.  I was proven wrong.  Upon my return, I realized the trio discovered a box of Sprite cans hidden underneath our hutch, and naturally began exploring them.

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Sydney had the empty box.

Suspect #2

Harper gnawed on a can.

Suspect #4

Mason pranced around with his loot.

Rylin did not wait for an invitation to play along.  She gleefully snatched a can for herself. Judging by the pictures, it looks like she found a new best pal.

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When my Dad called to chat, I figured Sprite cans were safe enough so I let everyone continue playing.  That was, until I heard a distinctive sound- the one of a shaken carbonated beverage exploding.  Apparently someone dropped, or threw their can.  Naturally, this lead to a puncture on the can and an eruption of Sprite under our dining table.  I ferociously grabbed the dented can, but it was too late.  We already had a flood and eight little feet traipsing through it, tracking icky sticky all over the floor.

Here's the evidence collected: three Sprite cans with various signs of damage two sets of wet, sticky foot prints, one on either side of the dining table

Here’s the evidence collected:
three Sprite cans with various signs of damage
two sets of wet, sticky foot prints, one on either side of the dining table

Do you spy the wet foot prints trailing Mason?

Do you spy the wet foot prints trailing Mason?

Rylin thought the splatter fest was great fun.

Rylin thought the splatter fest was great fun.

Mason was crushed when his Sprite can shenanigans came to a screeching halt.

Mason was crushed when his Sprite can shenanigans came to a screeching halt.  He seemingly caught the brunt of the spray and was soaked.

I don’t believe we will explore soda cans for quite sometime, but I assure you that this is not the final Shawver Shenanigan.  There are many, many more to come.  In this episode of Shawver Shenanigans, we had not one but two incidents 1. exploration of forbidden Sprite cans 2. a Sprite explosion.  Give the pictorial evidence, who do you suspect caused each of these incidents?

Hugs!

Amber

P.S. I was in no way compensated by Dropcam for the writing of this post. I simply enjoy writing and a good challenge so I had fun in recanting our latest incident.  I hope you enjoyed reading.

We May Starve

It’s no surprise, Texans do not bode well during winter storms. As soon as a meteorologist says there’s a possibility of a winter storm, we make a mad dash to the local supermarket to stock up on supplies.  When I say “supplies”, I really mean hibernation food.  Store shelves are quickly void of carbohydrates, junk food,  hot chocolate, and marshmallows.  We truly fear starvation during the day, or two we are “snowed in”.  I am certain that people dwelling in cold climates where snow is typical get a good laugh out of watching us panic over a few icy days, but we just can’t help it.  Our towns literally shut down because the DMV is ill prepared to treat roads, and it’s generally ice not snow so roads are impassable for the most part.  In a typical year, we have one or two wintry storms.

The first day of snow ice we are all giddy and full of excitement.  Children and their parents zestfully play in the white stuff, even if it’s ice.  We make pathetic snowmen if we can, sit by the fire, watch movies, and sip hot beverages.  By the second day, our excitement wanes, but we tolerate the storm.  Once a third day rolls around, cabin fever sets in and we start venturing out in any way possible.  We creep to our local doughnut shops, or anywhere we can travel safely.  Today was day three of what our meteorologists are calling “Icemagedon” and goodness did cabin fever strike here!  Unlike everyone else in the greater metro area, we did not go shopping just before the storm.  Our freezer and pantry contain plenty of food (George is a closet doomsday prepper) , but there are few desirable options and no “hibernation food”.  That meant we had to trek to our local supermarket to find out what remained for us.  We had no plans of taking the quads out in our van, but our Runabout proved handy for off-roading on ice.  We bundled the quads in their “Texas snow suits” with extra fleece blankies and George wore cleats to push it up hill.  We managed to get to the store within about 15 minutes so no one froze.  Apparently our neighbors had the same idea because it was packed!  The parking lot was full.

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Before entering the store, George and I planned to pick up a few Redbox movies, and we even reserved our choices.  Just after we pushed the Runabout under the awning covering the kiosk, we heard a loud rumble.  Apparently the ice began to melt, creating an avalanche.  It was a close call, people!  Needless to say, we abandoned our movie plans in order to get to safety.

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Rylin began her afternoon nap a little prematurely.  Cabin fever is exhausting!

Rylin began her afternoon nap a little prematurely. Cabin fever is exhausting!

Our list wasn’t terribly long, and we scored everything on it except bread.  There was not a single loaf of bread, bananas, or berries.  Apparently those delivery trucks didn’t make it in the storm.  Otherwise, we managed to collect our needed items to make chili, rice crispy treats, fried apples, and hashbrown casserole.  The quads garnered more attention than usual in their attire, and because everyone was nursing a case of cabin fever.  It was as if all of the shoppers had not seen another human being in years.   Our trip home went smoothly, and the quads are currently giving us a wonderful early Christmas gift- a good, long nap from ALL four.

What is your favorite way to treat cabin fever?

hugs,

Amber

Teaching Toddlers Thankfulness

George and I have been working more on teaching our children virtues recently.  As they communicate better and interact with each other more, being kind, patient, generous, and gracious are increasingly important.  My heart melted when Mason showed a generous heart at dinner, sharing his milk with Harper.

I really hadn’t considered how to teach them thankfulness until I read a post written by my cousin at Confessions of a Pastor’s Family.  Showing gratitude is important year round, but this time of year is a nice time to spend a little more time devoted to it.  I loved how her family worked together to create a “Thankful Tree” where each family member wrote some of the things they are thankful for on the leaves.  While the quads aren’t old enough to verbalize what exactly they appreciate, I combined our usual baby art with thankfulness.  I love creating art using their hands and feet because it preserves their size at various stages of life.  This year, we did the cliché hand and foot turkey.  On each of the little fingers, I wrote things I believe they are thankful for (e.g. Wubbanubs, Elmo, shape sorters) as well as things we are thankful for as a family (e.g. our doctors, family, friends).  In the future, I think it will be fun to see what they liked as babies and how they evolve into appreciating other things.

I realized after I snapped this pictures, I was short one item for Harper so I added "baby gates".  I have now idea how we'd function without them!

I realized after I snapped this pictures, I was short one item for Mason’s pinkie so I added “baby gates”. I have now idea how we’d function without them!

Our turkeys are hanging in the art gallery frame in our playroom.  I think they may live their beyond Thanksgiving as a reminder of the very blessings in our life- great and small.

Our turkeys are hanging in the art gallery frame in our playroom. I think they may live their beyond Thanksgiving as a reminder of the very blessings in our life- great and small.

While I had fun reflecting upon what our family is thankful for, that didn’t really teach the quads much this year.  I took note from Jennifer and added the sign, “thank you” to our repertoire.  They already mastered basic requests and “please” so “thank you” was a logical next step.  They haven’t mastered, “thank you”, but they certainly understand the concept.  I also pulled a small collection of books about being thankful from our library, reading them daily.   Since the babies were in the NICU, I have always prayed with them.  I’m not typically a “pray aloud” person, but in order to teach babies and children prayer, you really have to pray aloud.  Each night as I tuck each one into bed, I pray over them thanking Jesus for our day and our blessings, then I extend our prayer to others.  Even though I’ve been praying with the babies their entire life, we are just beginning a mealtime prayer.  I have always liked the one Jennifer’s family says so we are adopting her version as a mealtime prayer.  It is very close to the one my father’s family says, but is a little more child-friendly.

Come Lord Jesus be our guest.

Let this food to us be blessed.

Make us mindful for the needs of others, we ask in your name.

Amen.

Jennifer suggested a few books about thankfulness, but I found these right on our own bookshelf.  The babies favorite is, Thank God for Puppies!

Jennifer suggested a few books about thankfulness, but I found these right on our own bookshelf. The babies favorite is, “Thank You, God, for Puppies!”

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Family is always something we are thankful for, especially when raising quadruplets.  We celebrated Thanksgiving with George's extended family Sunday.  His 90 year old great aunts really seemed to enjoy meeting the newest multiples in the family.  We missed family gatherings last year due to lock down and it's nice being with extended family again.

Family is always something we are thankful for, especially when raising quadruplets. We celebrated Thanksgiving with George’s extended family Sunday. We missed family gatherings last year due to lock down and it’s nice being with extended family again.  His 90 year old twin great aunts really seemed to enjoy meeting the newest multiples in the family.

Our family has been blessed in many ways, and it is important that we teach our children beginning right now to be thankful for what we are given each day.  What are you thankful for?

hugs!

 

Amber

Happy Friday!

I have all sorts of things I want to write about and plenty of stories to share, but at the moment I’m totally exhausted.  It took forever to capture the quads dance moves, but I got a few clips to create a montage.   Apparently the soulful sounds of J. D. McPherson really get them jazzed up and inspire the best dance moves, and it doesn’t hurt to ask them for “their moves”.  I hope it brightens your Friday.

hugs!

Amber

World Prematurity Day

Today is World Prematurity Day-

Each year approximately 15 million babies are born prematurely worldwide, with about 500,000 in the United States alone.  With each passing day, we are grateful for the health of our four babies who were born nine weeks too soon.   I am grateful for the medical care they received prior to birth, our delivery team, our NICU care team, and for the therapists who have helped them thrive since coming home.   Each night, I kiss our children and hug them in gratitude for them moments we are given, and try my best not to take them for granted even on the most trying days.  I will never forget the days we spent in the NICU, and each night I pray for families currently facing a NICU stay that they find solace and strength.

These images tell just a bit of our NICU stay.

Wires and tubes became part of our normal while in the NICU.

Wires and tubes became part of our normal while in the NICU.

Unlike typical mothers, I did not get to hold my babies for well over a week.  This was the moment I held Mason for the first time.

Unlike typical mothers, I did not get to hold my babies for well over a week. This was the moment I held Mason for the first time.

After birth, our babies were each fitted with a CPAP and bonnet to help them breathe.  I did not know what my babies looked like for well over a week.

After birth, our babies were each fitted with a CPAP and bonnet to help them breathe. I did not know what my babies looked like for well over a week.

Our eyes adjusted to days of blue lights in our NICU room, helping to remove the billi from our babies' systems.

Our eyes adjusted to days of blue lights in our NICU room, helping to remove the billi from our babies’ systems.

The first time we could hold Sydney, I feared breaking her because she was so tiny and fragile.

The first time we could hold Sydney, I feared breaking her because she was so tiny and fragile.

In the days I yearned to hold my babies, all I could do to comfort them was hold their tiny bodies through portholes in their incubators.

In the days I yearned to hold my babies, all I could do to comfort them was hold their tiny bodies through portholes in their incubators.

It still makes me shudder recalling the pain Sydney endured as multiples nurses attempted to set a hair thin IV.  At one point, her IV could only be placed through her forehead.

It still makes me shudder recalling the pain Sydney endured as multiples nurses attempted to set a hair thin IV. At one point, her IV could only be placed through her forehead.

 

hugs,

 

Amber

A Generous Heart

Several months ago, we began teaching the babies a few functional signs starting with “more”.  We did this because they clearly desired to communicate, but lacked the ability to produce meaningful speech.  They grasped “more” quickly because they were already clapping, and we simply paired an existing behavior with a food reward.  Since then, we’ve added more signs particularly for mealtime.  Otherwise, they demand food and drink or refuse in a boisterous way.  We value family mealtime and want our children to be polite at our table and when they are visitors elsewhere.

The second sign they mastered was, “please” but they signed “please” often and it was difficult to discern what they wanted.  A lot of the time they were requesting a drink but lacked means to say that so we taught them to sign “drink”.  At that point, I removed our sippy cup straps that I so treasured.  The sippy cup straps were sometimes a thread of my sanity.  They absolutely love tossing their cups as far as possible, and without straps I found myself hunching over countless times to fetch cups.  However, if their cups were strapped to their seats and always within reach, they would never need to request a drink.  I began setting their cups just out of reach, waiting for them to sign “drink”.  Then, I watched for them to finish drinking and immediately putting it out of reach again.  Every now and then, I am not quite quick enough before they heave a cup.  This led to a natural consequence, “bye bye cup”.  When someone tosses his or her cup, I say, “bye, bye cup” and let them watch me put it in the refrigerator.  Don’t worry, they won’t be dehydrated-  I let them have more of their drink after everyone finished eating.  They’ve caught onto this routine and sometimes say “bye bye” when a sibling tossed a cup.

Aside from working tirelessly to promote good communication skills, we are teaching virtues on toddler scale.  One of the most salient right now is sharing.  It doesn’t matter how many of a given toy we have, they generally want the same ONE.  We once had a scuffle over a blue Lego while we sat in a sea of blue Legos.  That’s just how toddlers are, but we have to teach them otherwise.  Thus, we are teaching them to “wait” and “share”.

I think my heart melted tonight as we enjoyed our family dinner.  After taking a quick swig of his milk, Harper thrust his cup over his shoulder onto the window seat.  As usual, I did the whole “bye bye cup” scene and Rylin mimicked me saying, “bye bye!”  Realizing his misstep, Harper pouted and signed for “more drink”.  I kindly told him that he had to wait because he threw it.

The window seat behind the quad table catches many things they toss, especially cups.

The window seat behind the quad table catches many things they toss, especially cups.

Then, Mason began signing, “drink, please.”  George handed Mason his cup, but Mason didn’t drink a single drop.  Instead, he handed his cup to Harper who guzzled milk happily.  While we wanted Harper to learn that he can’t have milk when he throws it, Mason’s generosity trumped the usual consequence.

Not long ago Mason was taunting Harper with a raisin, but tonight he shared instead.

Not long ago Mason was taunting Harper with a raisin, but tonight he shared instead.

A similar behavior occurred a few days ago at the table.  Harper began signing “more” for veggie sticks.  As soon as I handed him one, he passed it to Mason who passed it to Sydney.  When Mason’s hands were empty, he would sign “more, please” and repeat the whole chain.  I attempted to record what unfolded, but they naturally stopped when I hit record.  I’m so proud of how much they are learning lately, especially when they are kind to each other.

What melted your heart today?

Hugs!

Amber

Here are a few snippets of Rylin and Harper demonstrating some of the signs they know-

2 Days. 3 Parties. 4 Toddlers.

In just two days, we attended three parties with four toddlers.  WHEW!   I’m considering pitching this to the Olympic committee as a new sport.   In order to take the quadlets out for an evening, we literally begin prepping after breakfast. As soon as I finish cleaning breakfast, I check to make sure the diaper bag is stocked, and we have plenty of toys and snacks.  While the quads enjoy a morning catnap, George and I ferociously shower and get dressed.  After their nap, the quads are fed lunch and dressed. As I get them ready, George is responsible for loading the quad mobile.   Once everything is organized, we begin the loading process.  I start with the back row because it’s easier for me to slip back there while George works on the middle row.  It’s expected that after at least two are loaded, someone has a foul diaper that needs attention.  Once we start the loading process, the van is usually rolling down the driveway within about 10 minutes, and we are sweating profusely.  Are you exhausted yet???

This weekend turned out to be a rather busy one.  We were invited to a housewarming/ 30th birthday party and a shared children’s birthday party that began an hour later.  Both of these parties were across town, but fortunately within close proximity to each other so we decided to make both.  The next day, we had an early Thanksgiving dinner at my Grandmother’s house while my Aunt Susan visited from California.  I don’t think we’ve hit three parties in a single weekend since college.

Party #1: Housewarming/ 30th Birthday

I was impressed that Aunt CiCi captured a picture with everyone looking at the camera with eyes open!

I was impressed that Aunt CiCi captured a picture with everyone looking (well, mostly) at the camera with eyes open!

For once, I asked someone to take a picture, here I'm with my sister and Kaylie.  I always feel a bit weird when I'm somewhere with the quads and I'm not holding or chasing one.  I find myself doing head counts often.

For once, I asked someone to take a picture, here I’m with my sister and Kaylie. I always feel a bit weird when I’m somewhere with the quads and I’m not holding or chasing one. I find myself doing head counts often.

Terri loyally helps us care for the quads once a week while I go to work, and also when we have pediatrician appointments.  She was so happy when they all gravitated towards her i in a sea of unfamiliar faces.  They know their caregivers!

Terri loyally helps us care for the quads once a week while I go to work, and also when we have pediatrician appointments. She was so happy when they all gravitated towards her in a sea of unfamiliar faces. They know their caregivers!

Harper became Ed's little buddy, accompanying him everywhere.

Harper became Ed’s little buddy, accompanying him everywhere.

Whenever we go places with Nisey and Grandpa, Rylin seems to gravitate to Nisey who consoles her stranger danger.  Somehow Rylin ended up greeting an unfamiliar guest AND she stayed with the guest for quite a while.  When she spotted me, she gave the stink eye to her new found friend.

Whenever we go places with Nisey and Grandpa, Rylin seems to gravitate to Nisey who consoles her stranger danger. Somehow Rylin ended up greeting an unfamiliar guest AND she stayed with the guest for quite a while. When she spotted me, she gave the stink eye to her new-found friend.

Sydney always needs a little snuggle time with her "Big Me".

Sydney always needs a little snuggle time with her “Big Me”.

Party #2: Birthday Party

After the quads soaked up all the attention they could at the first party, we loaded the quad mobile and followed our GPS to the next stop, my cousin, Jennifer’s house.  There we were invited to celebrate the birthdays of her oldest two children.  They always throw the best parties and I was so excited we were able to attend.  They set up their backyard as a movie theater under the stars and screened Brave.  Keeping up with the theme, hot dogs, popcorn, and candy were served.

Jennifer's youngest child jumped right in with the quads and generously shared his toys.

Jennifer’s youngest child jumped right in with the quads and generously shared his toys.

Mason showed Grandpa how to tickle the ivories.

Mason showed Grandpa how to tickle the ivories.

My cousin Lindsay and her cousin Julie got a little snuggle with Harper man.

My cousin Lindsay and her cousin Julie got a little snuggle with Harper man.

Sydney loved the long hallways in the house and trotted off independently.

Sydney loved the long hallways in the house and trotted off independently.

Mamaw absolutely adored the boys, especially when Mason crawled into her lap.

Mamaw absolutely adored the boys, especially when Mason crawled into her lap.

The quads enjoyed watching the birthday boy and girl blowing out candles.

The quads enjoyed watching the birthday boy and girl blowing out candles.

Party #3

We rounded out the weekend with a traditional family Thanksgiving dinner/ family birthdays at Grandma’s house.  After dinner, the quads had a chance to run freely in the front yard.  They took turns noshing grass and chasing each other.

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Sydney enjoyed being the center of attention and was fascinated with Cousin Rita’s braid.

Mason always gravitates to the twins, especially Michael.

Mason always gravitates to the twins, especially Michael.

When Rylin saw birthday candles she began saying "hot" and blowing.

When Rylin saw birthday candles she began saying “hot” and blowing.

Nisey found Thanksgiving outfits for the girls, and the boy's Halloween shirts coordinated perfectly with them.

Nisey found Thanksgiving outfits for the girls, and the boy’s Halloween shirts coordinated perfectly with them.

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Our family with my grandparents.

Our family with my grandparents.

What did you do this weekend?

hugs,

Amber

Shawver Shenanigans {with bonus video}

Shawver Shenanigans

When I review the snapshots taken in a week’s time, it’s apparent that our lives are full of shenanigans, but that is what enriches us and makes life full of JOY!  It’s a clear reminder why God thought quadruplets were just right for our family.  Here are some of my favorite outtakes from the past few weeks-

1. For some reason, the quads are obsessed with sticking their fingers in other people’s mouths.  They think it’s hilarious.  They try to put their fingers in our mouths and constantly stick them in each others mouths.  It happens ALL DAY LONG.  While I was enjoying an Every Girl Gourmet cooking class, George was in charge of dinner and bedtime.  After dinner, Mason began taunting Harper with his fingers that were also grasping a raisin.  George let the camera roll to capture the insanity.  Needless to say, this didn’t end well for someone.  Here’s a video of the raisin taunting shenanigans-

2. One of our friends gave the quads a mini inflatable bounce house.  George and I were stoked to use it the first day we had beautiful fall weather.  George set it up in the backyard to use when the quads got up from nap.  Much to our dismay, they did not appreciate this new toy just yet.  Three of them screamed like banshees because of the sound the generator makes while keeping it inflated.  After my cousin’s kids demonstrated proper bouncing technique, Rylin warmed up to the concept and became a bouncing monkey.  I think they will enjoy it more in another month or two.

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3. As I’ve mentioned before, Harper loves nothing more than to crawl into baskets, boxes, or cabinets.  He recently began taking the drawer out of the kid’s kitchen set.  He gets frustrated when we don’t allow him to push it along our hardwood floors or if he cannot fit inside.

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4. We’ve used the same Tommee Tippee silicone bibs since we started spoon feeds at six months.  These bibs have been fantastic for catching dribbles, drops, and spits. I simply wash them under scalding hot water and hang them on a drying rack until the next meal.  As of the past few weeks, these bibs are no longer working for Sydney.  Somehow, she’s managing to get food between the bib and her clothing causing major stains.  She now wears a smock type bib with sleeves that covers her entire outfit.  Harper on the other hand, finds the old bibs perfect for catching food he doesn’t prefer.

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What’s shaking in your house?

hugs!

Amber

Four of a Kind

Sometime after discovering we were expecting quads, George researched statistics and determined the chances of conceiving quadruplets to be about one in a million.  We joked that we hit the “baby lottery”. George actually bought a lotto ticket, hoping we’d win the state lottery, but no avail.  We’ve always considered having quadruplets to be a “win”.  Keeping that in mind, I thought of the quad’s Halloween costume last year- Four of a Kind.  Actually…I’m not sure I thought of it myself. Four of a Kind is relatively common for quadruplets because In poker, four of a kind is also known as “quads”.  Anyways, I had my heart set on Four of a Kind last year, but the babies were too small for it.  This year they were just the right size.

To bring this idea to life, I picked up a package of Hanes toddler undershirts and black and red duck fabric.  George stenciled the suits and A’s onto the fabric, which we cut out.  Because I have zero sewing ability, we enlisted our friend, Marianne, to help us with that part.  She did a beautiful zig-zag stitch that should last long enough for several future generations of quadruplets to enjoy.  (Thank you, Marianne!!!)

I'm sure everyone is tired of hearing this, but taking a picture of four active toddlers together is nearly impossible!  We busted out the baby Adirondack chairs to contain them, but Mason kept escaping.

I’m sure everyone is tired of hearing this, but taking a picture of four active toddlers together is nearly impossible! We busted out the baby Adirondack chairs to contain them, but Mason kept escaping.

I’ve never been one to dress up on Halloween, but this year, I really wanted to do go all with our theme.  I went onto Amazon and scored a Poker Dealer’s hat and arm bands for George, but was a bit puzzled about what I should wear.  While perusing Amazon for George’s accessories, I noticed that the female counterpart to Poker Dealer was “Lady Luck”.  Being a spendthrift, I wasn’t about to drop any cash on ordering a costume.  Instead, I rifled through my own closet to pull something together.  I think it turned out pretty well.

Four of a Kind wouldn't be complete without a Poker Dealer and Lady Luck!

Four of a Kind wouldn’t be complete without a Poker Dealer and Lady Luck! It’s hard to see in the photo, but my hair clip is made of tiny playing cards (all aces) and poker chips.

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Once our obligatory pictures were snapped, we set out for our very first excursion as Trick or Treaters. Thankfully, Nisey and our friend, Terri, joined us. The quads are all capable walkers, but they aren’t terribly efficient yet.

Just getting out the door posed a challenge for quaddlers.

Just getting out the door posed a challenge for quaddlers.

Our first stop was across the street to Kent's house.  There, a huge bowl of peanut butter cups beckoned the quads, but they were hesitant to take any.  Eventually Sydney gingerly chose a piece and the boys joined her.

Our first stop was across the street to Kent’s house. There, a huge bowl of peanut butter cups beckoned the quads, but they were hesitant to take any. Eventually Sydney gingerly chose a piece and the boys joined her.

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Rylin protested choosing any candy and instead clung to Nisey.

Rylin, hon the other hand, protested choosing any candy and instead clung to Nisey.

Once we collected our fair share of peanut butter cups, we traveled to our next door neighbor, Kim’s house. There, Harper and Rylin had a blast picking Tootsie Rolls from her bucket and handing them to George. This ended up being our final stop as Trick or Treating was hard work this year.

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Kim snuggled Sydney while the others picked through the candy bucket.

Kim snuggled Sydney while the others picked through the candy bucket.

Each time Harper spied a bowl of candy a mischievous look swept over his face.

Each time Harper spied a bowl of candy a mischievous look swept over his face.

Each year, George prides himself in being the most decorated house on the block and this year was no exception.  He laced our bushes with bright orange, purple, and lime lights, hung large letters reading “BOO” from our porch, and giant spiders crawling in our bushes.  I didn’t snap a picture this year, but it looked similar to last Halloween. A few years ago, George and I grew weary of popping up from the sofa to dole out candy to voracious Trick or Treaters.  Not to mention, it drove our fur babies insane hearing the door bell ring and rapping on the door.  We began putting a baby gate in our doorway and posting up in the dining room.  That allowed us to enjoy our traditional Halloween dinner (chili dogs and chips) while we greeted little spooks.  Our usual plan worked perfectly for the quads.  They had a fantastic time playing in an otherwise forbidden part of our home while also checking out all the visitors through the window.

Every year, George insists on putting skeleton bones out as part of his decor.  I absolutely loathe the horrid things, but it's a losing battle for me.  George let the quads play with them and it looked a little grisly.

Every year, George insists on putting skeleton bones out as part of his decor. I absolutely loathe the horrid things, but it’s a losing battle for me. George let the quads play with them and it looked a little grisly.

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Lily took her role as official family greeter and hopped up at the edge of the gate with each new wave of Trick or Treaters.

Lily took her role as official family greeter and hopped up at the edge of the gate with each new wave of Trick or Treaters.

Even though four babies toddled around the foyer and hundreds of kids visited us, Sasha found it fitting for a siesta.

Even though four babies toddled around the foyer and hundreds of kids visited us, Sasha found it fitting for a siesta.

 

 

When I was a kid, mom always made a pumpkin shaped cake of two bundt cakes.  She made it once again for the quads.

When I was a kid, mom always made a pumpkin shaped cake of two bundt cakes. She made it once again for the quads.

 

What do you think the quads should be next year for Halloween?

Hugs!

 

Amber

Toddler Tips #25: No More Slippin’

toddler tips

With each passing day, I find myself trying to solve some new challenge with raising four toddlers, aka “quaddlers”.  They are a cunning lot who inspires a little ingenuity on my part (and George’s) just to manage day to day life.  While my ideas are born from being surrounded by four toddlers, I think many of them could be helpful to any parents of little ones so I’m sharing.

Last week, I shared my tip for holding off the pee pee flood gates in the bath tub.  Several of you noticed our huge bathtub mat in the picture I posted.  Which brings me to another tip.  When the babies transitioned from bath seats to sitting independently, it became apparent that the tub floor was too slippery for them.  I picked up a bath mat at Target, but was dismayed when it would not stick to the texture on our bathtub floor.  I tried putting a bath towel down, but it floated up and made a huge mess for me to contend with.

No matter how hard I tried, this mat would not stick to our bathtub and instead floated up, making an even bigger slip hazard.

No matter how hard I tried, this mat would not stick to our bathtub and instead floated up, making an even bigger slip hazard.

That’s when the idea struck, I simply turned the mat we had so it stuck on the sides of the bath tub rather than the floor.  It worked perfectly!  However, it did not cover near enough real estate for multiple babies in the bath tub.  I picked up a second mat and now they are flush against each other, creating a large area.

What appears to be an oversize bathmat, is actually two identical bathmats.

What appears to be an oversize bathmat, is actually two identical bathmats.

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Anna, from All Bad Things Must End, shared her favorite toddler bath tip and I gave it a whirl.  While the bath water was running, I attempted to sit the babies on the toilet (individually of course) without a diaper to encourage them to urinate on the toilet.  It didn’t go so well.  Rylin had a major meltdown complete with back arching and wailing.  The other three sat a little more willingly, but no action.  I’m not throwing in the towel on this one yet.  I will revisit this idea in a few months because I think it’s a brilliant way to begin the concept of toilet training.  I will also try it with a toddler seat, I think the seat would make a huge difference, but I just don’t have one yet.  Thank you for sharing, Anna!

What is your favorite toddler tip?

hugs,

Amber