Up To Our Eyeballs

Man, we’ve been up to our eyeballs in stuff — some fun, some not so fun. Here’s an overview …

6/12: We spent a few hours at the Twin City Rib Fest. There were plenty of rides for Houston, but the only thing Gabriel and Zeke could participate in was the big inflatable bouncer. Zeke would jump, fall, whine a little, and then eagerly get back up for more bouncing, while Gabe just hung on for dear life. No, the G-man never jumped, but he never cried either.

Houston enjoys the car ride @ Rib Fest.

6/13: We gave Houston the option of either going to children’s church or sitting quietly and listening to Preacher Joe in the sanctuary with Mommy and Daddy. He hesitantly decided on the former and initially acted bratty, but ended up having fun. Gabe and Zeke had a wonderful time in the nursery, especially since they didn’t have to contend with big bro stalking them.

6/14: After administering Houston’s dilating drops last night and this morning, the clan took Houston in for his second attempt at the eye doctor. Even though both Mommy and Daddy were present, Houston still fought the entire process. Mommy first tried it solo, while Daddy played with the twins in the lobby, but that garnered no results. The only way all the tests could be done was to have Houston sit in my lap while I held his arms and legs; lean him back onto Stephen’s lap while he held Houston’s head; then the doc checked out his eyes while a metal speculum kept them open; and all this as Gabriel and Zeke looked on in horror from their stroller.

6/17: Since Houston had quite expertly pushed a small cart at the store a few days before, I decided to take the kids on a newfangled Wal-Mart adventure: Houston pushed Zeke in our umbrella stroller while Gabriel rode in the grocery cart. Instead of trying to squeeze as much stuff under our triple stroller as could fit, we had plenty of room for more goods and actually ended up getting everything on our list. Our unique set up got us of lots of interesting looks from other shoppers, but to my amazement, the excursion was a smashing success and has been repeated effectively since then.

Aw, don’t they look so sweet and innocent?

6/18-6/20: Granny and Grumps visited the zoo. That Friday, I decompressed from some bad-behaving boys by tearing into the kudzu that is attempting to take over our backyard. (It sure is telling that I felt as if I had more control over the creeping kudzu — called “the vine that ate the South” because it can grow up to a foot a day — than I did my kids that day.) I’m so lucky my awesome in-laws visit as often as they do to help out and give Daddy and I a break from the rigors of parenting the 3 Amigos. Kudos to Granny for keeping up the discipline ’cause it paid off. It was a pleasant weekend for all with Houston earning back some of his lost privileges and the twins copying big bro’s good behavior.

6/21-6/22: Gramsey and Papa spent the night. After toiling an entire afternoon and night (thanks to my trusty headlamp) over the weekend, I finally completed my major yard project, while Grams tended to the kids. Papa assembled our recently purchased bookcase, giving us much-needed space for more toys and books. And as a reward for good behavior, I took the boys to the park, where we fed the gluttonous ducks and geese.

6/24-6/26: Auntie Dina and Cousin Kara arrived for a 3-day visit. Kara, Houston and I went to the store to order Houston’s Spider-Man cake and get some grub for the weekend, while Dina hung out with the twins. The next day, I headed into town solo to buy Houston’s Betta fish and helium balloons for all the kids, not just birthday boy. That evening, we attended a very hot, but fun “Take America Back” picnic at the park. And the 26th was Houston Lee’s 3rd birthday. Due to our eldest boy’s penchant for misbehavior these days, we decided to blow off our zoo plans and instead just have a few neighbors and friends over for a low-key party of cake and fun in our new inflatable pool.

Playing “bucket-head” is one of Zeke’s favorite pastimes.

6/27: After a nice morning at church, we escaped the 101-degree heat and rounded out the big weekend by chilling indoors, watching “Empire Strikes Back,” polishing off birthday cake for dinner and finally naming the new aquatic addition to the family: “Yoda-fish.”

6/30-7/1: One of Daddy’s best pals from Texas, Ryan, spent the night and met the 3 Amigos for the first time. Daddy and Ryan went to see Phish in Raleigh the following evening, where Daddy got to let his hair down with old friends and rockin’ music.

7/2-7/5: Granny and Grumps headed to town. Houston and Mommy hung out with neighbors for an exciting fireworks display and fun with sparklers. On Independence Day, we attended a great cookout at our neighbor’s house.

7/12 morning: I took Houston to his annual pediatric check-up, where he wouldn’t get on the scale or stand against the wall to have his height taken. He wasn’t even scheduled for a vaccination, so I just don’t know what the deal is with that kid and doctors. Unfortunately, I have to reschedule the appointment … not to mention the fact he has a dental check-up next month (sigh). We decided he can earn back his beloved Star Wars figures if he handles the dentist like a big boy.

Playing w/ Daddy is always a hit w/ the boys.

7/12 evening: Vacation Bible School kicked off for Houston. Miss Shirley, our preacher’s sister, swung by to take him to “Hero Headquarters,” but he continued his misbehaving by refusing to get in her car. The second she drove away in her convertible Mustang, Houston realized what he was missing out on. Daddy ended up dropping him off that first night, and he had a blast. He has since been every night, riding up to church in Miss Shirley’s “race car.” He said, “Miss Shirley drives a Corvette!” when he saw her pull into our driveway tonight with the top down.

7/13: A massive thunderstorm knocked out our electricity for a few hours that night. All the kids woke up and played by lantern and candlelight with Daddy and their Mr. Potato Heads. The boys were hyped by the strange situation. Late-night fun, fire, time with Daddy … what’s not to love?!?

Yesterday: Miss Beth brought Matthew and Jonathan over for a pool-time play date. Matthew and the “Giant,” as Miss Beth calls Houston, had lots of one-on-one time together while all the younger bros napped. During Houston’s nap, I got the twins into the pool for a lengthy splash fest and then we enjoyed the swings. This was both Gabe’s first time in the pool and on the swing for any significant amount of time. It was an exhausting, yet fabulous day for all!

Click the above pic of Daddy and the twins to check out a few new additions to June – Part 1. Click the top shot to view all the Rib Fest fun. And click the group beanbag pic for all the June – Part 2 shots. Note: Forthcoming are photos from Dina and Kara’s visit and, of course, Houston 3rd birthday.

Daddy’s “the Rock”

Before I get to the other stuff, it is most definitely worth mentioning that today is the one-year anniversary of Zeke’s lung surgery.

Our Z-Bird is so big and tough and loud that I often forget his lungs are shy one lobe. Thank God the “yucky,” which is how I described the cancer-prone CCAM to Houston, no longer lives inside our sweet Zeke and instead resides in the safer confines of a Wake Forest University research lab.

Zeke’s love of music & penchant for persistence inspire him to “assist” Grumps in playing the recorder.

The last day of May was not only Memorial Day, but it also marked the end of a stressful chapter in my “chronicles of motherhood.” If you hadn’t sensed in the last blog, I had been feeling pretty overwhelmed and fatigued raising the 3 Amigos — good-hearted boys, but all of whom lean toward the push-your-luck school of thought. It’s like they’re animals (this is “the zoo,” after all), who sensed my growing frustration and weakness and were taking advantage of the situation.

Then it all came to a head when Uncle Greg and Auntie Merdy came to our house to celebrate the holiday. Let’s just put it this way, if I saw some other kids acting the way Houston, Gabriel and Zeke did that day, I would think to myself, “Why on earth don’t those parents discipline their children?” Since we do discipline our boys and it’s rare that they misbehave so badly en masse, Daddy decided our strategy had to tweaked and updated.

As of June 1, we agreed upon and implemented more stringent, consistent rules for the family (both boys and parents included). Now there’s no gray area on what to do and when to do it. The kids immediately responded with more tolerable conduct, acceptable manners and better attitudes, and a happier, healthier household has been the result. And since Daddy is is the one who spearheaded this new positive transition for our family, Houston and I have lovingly given him a moniker: he’s strong, he’s reliable, he’s “the Rock!”

Houston helps Daddy tend to his smoked-pork delicacy for our Memorial Day celebration.

My best sanity-saving idea as of late is to SLOW DOWN! I had become my own worst enemy by constantly rushing. I mean, I was hurting myself rounding corners too quickly, making bigger messes by dropping dishes during clean up, doing tasks in inefficient ways because I wasn’t thinking them through, and always forgetting something important and then having to backtrack for the item. What a waste of time and energy this self-imposed habit had become.

So, my new mantra is “I’ll get to it when I get to it.” There’s always a lot to do, of course, but my new way of thinking and doing helps me keep my cool and gives me a greater sense of control, as well as teaches the boys greater patience.

And speaking of discipline and control, Houston has made it halfway through a 4-day punishment that entails no super heroes, no TV, no books, no puzzles, no Star Wars figures, no Hot Wheels, no playing with brothers, etc. In other words, his harshest sanction to date.

The cause? Houston’s horrific display at his annual eye appointment yesterday morning. I have vivid memories of his tantrum-like behavior at last year’s check-up, but this tirade was so bad that Daddy was forced to reschedule the appointment for this coming Monday morning. Only stellar behavior at the doc will earn Houston “Me can’t” Dillingham back his privileges.

Is Gabriel working his way toward penalty in the time-out assembly line? Nah, he’s just having fun w/ Batman.

 Other tidbits:

  • Gabriel can walk down steps all by himself. Zeke, who still needs assistance, is practicing to catch up with brother.
  • Gabriel climbed up the the tower ladder solo for the first time over Memorial Day weekend and Zeke soon followed suit.
  • Despite his fearlessness of physical feats, Gabe is still scared of the sprinkler (a.k.a. “aqua monster”) and exhibits anxiety when the dishwasher is running.
  • The twins are spending more time in the kitchen. They’re doing fairly well with the off-limits stuff, unlike their big struggle in the living room: the electronics shelf with all of its bright, noisy, buttony equipment.
  • The twins independent eating is progressing slowly but surely. Eating out on the deck during nice weather provides a great opportunity (read: easier clean up with a garden hose) to get them used to dining up at a table with a plate or bowl.
  • Due to their recent headway on the table-manners front, today was the first time I took all the kids out to a restaurant by myself. It wasn’t the worst experience ever, but it wasn’t the best either. Don’t think I’ll be doing that again for a while.

This old pic recently sent to me by Uncle Greg is from Houston’s first encounter w/ Spider Woman.

  • Gramsey and Papa spent the night on June 2, and I helped Papa (finally) put together the swing set Santa brought oh so long ago. Thanks, Papa … the kids are loving their fully-assembled Christmas gift.
  • Since the family is more functional now with the new rules, Daddy and I took the boys out to dinner last week at Hooter’s; we figured it was such a loud place that we wouldn’t stand out. The kids did much better under the watchful eyes of both parents than they did with me today.
  • Granny and Grumps visited last weekend, and I was (finally) able to tend to a major garden project that has been on my to-do list since before I was on bed rest with the twins. See, my “I’ll get to it when I get to it” mantra comes in handy in all parts of my zany life!

    Click the top photo of Zeke and Grumps to view all the June photos, and the grilling pic to see a few new shots at the end of the May – Part 2 gallery.

    Little Rebels

    “Everybody knows how to raise children, except the people who have them.” — P.J. O’Rourke

    “Raising children is like chewing on a stone.” — Arab proverb

    These sentiments pretty sum up the last couple of weeks for yours truly. It’s no surprise that the 3 Amigos are little rebels. After all, they are part Scottish/Viking, part Arab, and all headstrong Southern boys. Who would’ve thunk Houston, Gabriel and Zeke would each be so cantankerous and contrary in their own right?

    I mean, if one pits against Mommy, she has a standing chance. But should the entire posse turn on the woman who painstakingly brought them into this world, she is chopped liver … and they know it! I suppose there’s a reason the most rewarding job on earth is also the most difficult.

    Void of a sandbox, Zeke makes do by getting grungy in our “fancy” red-clay dirt patch.

    Seriously, things around zoo are going well. Everyone is healthy and happy (except during time-outs, of course). Plus, Mama Zookeeper has some much-needed help headed her way. It’s finally the weekend, so Daddy will share in the upkeep, daily feedings and disciplining and/or taming of the wild animals; Auntie Merdy and Uncle Greg will celebrate Memorial Day with us; Gramsey and Papa hope to come for an overnight visit one day next week; and then Granny and Grumps will be here next weekend. Thank God for Daddy, great friends and loving parents/in-laws!

    I’ve gotten a lot more adept at taking the kids out for excursions. So, now that we have our afternoons free due to the tweaked napped schedules, we’ve been hitting the road more. Sometimes, it’ll just be a trek to the grocery store for just a few staple items — since a few is all that will fit underneath our 3-child stroller — but other times, it’s just for grins and giggles.

    Gabriel gets ecstatic over the freedom of feeding himself kidney beans.

    Like today, we piled in the mini-van and went to a nearby lakeside nature trail, where the boys got to pet friendly dogs, see three snakes slithering in the kudzu and chat with friendly people enjoying the sunny day.

    And last week, we went downtown to donate some kid stuff to one of my favorite charities and then walked to a park, where I used to frequent on exercise outings from work when I was pregnant with Houston. The boys were thrilled with the urban sights and sounds, but even more excited with the playground and the friends they made while there, tossing a football, doing the slides, getting dirty in the sandbox and playing peek-a-boo in a tunnel. It was a near-perfect trip to the big city … not to mention the first time I manned the 3 Amigos all by myself at a park.

    Houston is a kid who really, really, really loves lawn mowers.

    Other notables:

    • The twins are getting so big that people sometimes ask me if all the boys are triplets.
    • Last Saturday, Gabe went with me to take Stanley to his annual vet appointment. He enjoyed the time away from bros, as well as his first ride in the Pathfinder.
    • Last weekend was the first Sunday in ages that we were not extremely late to church. See, I told you that we’ve gotten more adept at getting out and about … finally!
    • I discovered that all the boys love raw tomatoes. I think that is a weird thing for kids to like, especially considering the twins’ oft-times finicky aversion to soft-textured foods.
    • Houston turns 3 in less than a month. Can you believe it?!
    • There’s a lot of wrestling going on these days. Gabriel and Zeke really hold their own against big bro. It’s a hoot!
    • Veggie Tales is back in the DVD-viewing rotation and “Teen Titans” is the fave movie of the moment.

    Click the top photo of Zeke to view all the May – Part 1 pics and the above shot of HL to check out the Part 2 stuff. And last but not least, thanks to all who have served and who have died to preserve my freedom and that of my children and fellow countrymen. Have a wonderful Memorial Day weekend!