Nov 21, 2008

Gaping, Wagging Mouths and Tongues




My 42nd Street tap number went splendidly well last weekend and the above title was exactly the audience's response to my spotlighted performance. Ha ha. So I goofed a few times and almost tripped on a floor crack, but I was still a Star. Just ask my husband. I would go on about how great I was, but then again, my dance teacher may actually read this post and have a few words with me about humbleness and honesty. :) No really, these feet can tap!

I have been a slacker blogger, but you knew it would take awhile for the groove to return after Ethiopia. We have new people in our lives: Elmo, Arthur, and Charlie Brown. Really, the music in Charlie Brown is great all alone, but nothing like a sad kid to make me feel seasonal. It's been cold. Sometimes. I'm done with cold climates. It doesn't mix well with little ones. We go to the zoo, we go to the parks, we go to the library, we keep going because we get cranky at home and my neurons can only fire so many times.

My new hates include counter tops and drawers (the only "toys" Tsega attaches to). I am tired of telling little hands to stop grabbing and pulling on stuff. If I were to do it again, I would elect to have no furniture except floor cushions and rugs.

The library still scares me, by the way. Why is it that I imagine every mom there is caught up in thoughts about what a freak I am? Story toddler time at the library still gives me a sick feeling and it will be awhile before I attempt that again. Did I ever tell you how I once sat in a minivan crying and hoped just a little that by doing so I would guilt trip three boys into better, more socially acceptable behavior? True story. If it wasn't for the nice lady who sternly told Tsega to sit down in the wagon so mama can chase down two other boys. . . I don't want to relive it.

You know though, this triplet thing is good for socialization and sharing. I see other 2 year olds claiming toys and chairs during public play; mine, mine, everything is mine. But my kids keep smiling big in reply as if to say, OK, yours, I get it, your turn, that's OK, me wait, me next, you nice. It's so funny watching little kids interact; I mean little kids who don't know each other. I'll see one of my boys get real close to another or climb up a ladder with a strange little girl, and the other kid will get real quiet and look at him like, what is this baby doing, get away baby. To my kids its just yet another kid. Nothing to get weird about. They never play alone so no difference. I think this is also why Tsega, Bereket, and Sira all seem to prefer older kids, like ages 4 and up. They're never not around other 2 year olds. Who needs a fourth 2 year old around?


Another example. My kids at the library's play area. They shove themselves into a corner nook where the play kitchen is situated. Kids ages 4-6 are already playing in this cramped space. Suddenly I hear squeals: ewww, there are babies in here! Mom, get these babies outa here. I wouldn't go in there if I were you, there are babies in there! It's not like their diapers stank. And there are my three innocents: wide eyes, big smiles, sunny faces. You nice, you funny, me like you.

Those eyes of Sira's and Bereket's. Really, get their faces next to other 2 year olds and their big beautiful round eyes eat up the other kids'. And Tsega's big beautiful head does the same.


BTW, I realize Tsega's First Haircut is past due. I'm currently working on mustering up the courage and we are really going to do it, we really are . . . although I'm keeping it long. I am also thinking of giving Bereket (because his hair is longer than matching Sira's) an Ethiopian style haircut: nearly shaved sides, a wide tall mohawk on top, but ending before reaching down the back of his head. What do you think? I think he would look appropriately wild.

9 comments:

Christina said...

lol...thanks for the updates! and i would just love to read an in-depth report of the library visit. c'mon, it couldn't have been that bad! :)

Scott and Emily's Blog said...

oh i love his hair...don't cut it!

FrogMom said...

Yikes. I never thought about what the library would be like with three two year olds. I know how challenging it is with one. Triple yikes.

Definitely go for the 'hawk. As for Tsega, his hair is adorable and I love long hair on boys, but don't feel guilty about cutting it if it is going to make your life easier. He can grow it out more when they are a little more self-sufficient in other ways. With triplets I imagine you have to have priorities, and long curly hair is time consuming. He'll be handsome with short hair too.

MotherMotherOcean said...

They look so much bigger!

Yes, they have learned how to share differently than a singleton.

Cute pics.

Kathrin said...

They have grown so much and god are they cute!

ethiograndma said...

The colors in your photos are amazing! The pictures look like something you would see in a museum!

Kerry and Tom said...

I am getting dozens of emails how our boys look alike. The 2 of us seen it right away, now everyone else is starting to really see it.
I had to let you know.

Fliss and Mike Adventures said...

What gorgeous shots... love it...
Happy Thanksgiving....

Sarah said...

Very great playground photos!
My twins are challenging enough.. I honestly don't think I'd know what to do with 3. I can still do the "scoop and run" when things get too out of hand. I have mastered picking them up at the same time and placing one on each hip. But at 25 lbs each- even that tactic won't work much longer!