Roller Coaster.....of love (and a little bit of jealousy!)

We got a new toy today! A roller coaster! It's so fun to ride!

It's even fun to push back up the hill!

I think the only "un-fun" thing about it is when it isn't your turn.

Happy Monday!
MBL

P.S. On this day in "Jonswold triplet history" all 3 girls said the ABC's all the way through from A-Z. You go girls!!

Flu Hits the Jonswold's

Hi, it's Brynn.
This has not been a very good week at our house.
Mom always makes us wash our hands to make sure we don't get any germs, but somehow one of those sneaky little germ bugs got in!!!!
Between lunch and nap time on Wednesday mommy got sick, then Maryn, then Brynn, then daddy and then Leah.
Everybody was sick!! My house was not a fun place to be!
Thank God for Super Grammy and Poppa who sacrificed their own health to lend a helping hand. I don't know what we would have done without them.
(Mom said something about gating us all on the tile for a few days and cleaning up the floor when it was all over! Yuck!)
We're finally feeling better, but I think mom's nervous about sending us to school anymore.
It's okay mom. We're big girls now! We might get sick, but we'll get better.
Enjoy your Sunday football day! We're sure enjoying feeling better!
Love,
Brynn

Holland

When I found out I was pregnant with triplets, I was shocked...beyond that, I was terrified.

I'd always hoped to have 3 kids, but all at once?!? That wasn't in my plans!

My mom gave me a copy of the article below a few weeks after we saw those 3 little heartbeats, and just tonight another mom who is pregnant with multiples sent it my way again.

Have you ever wondered how a mother with a very high risk pregnancy looks at those 40 weeks? Or even how she might look at the parenting experience ahead of her?

Though the circumstances in this article are a bit different(praise God for our 3 healthy kids!), it will give you some perspective.

WELCOME TO HOLLAND

by Emily Perl Kingsley

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......
When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."
"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."
But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.
So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.
It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away...because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.
But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.

Singin' the Blues

Okay, so quick cute mommy story:

The past 3 weeks the girls have gone to "Parent's Time Out" at our church.
And, the past 3 weeks, they have REFUSED to go to music class.
Like crying, screaming, won't budge, refused to go!
For some reason, or another, they are terrified of their music teacher. (Which no one can seem to figure out?!?)
I had a "conference" with their teacher about how to possibly get them to go.
No luck.
She asked if for punishment we lock them in a room and turn on the radio. ;)

I had high hopes for today after all of our brainstorming. We dropped the girls off, and they just ran in to play with the other kids, (great! They are liking it!) but when I picked them up, again, we had another bad music report.
When the teacher told the class that it was time to go to music, my terrified little Brynn and Leah lost their minds...screaming, crying, hysterical.
Maryn decided she was going to be brave and try to go.
As she walked out of the room with the other kids, Brynn and Leah SCREAMED, "NO SISTER! NO MUSIC! NO SISTER!"
They screamed so loud and so long that the teacher that stayed behind with them finally had to go and get Maryn OUT of music class because Brynn and Leah were terrified that she went "alone."
How cute that my almost 2 year olds look out for each other already. (even if it does have to be for something as harmless as music class)

The teacher also told me that a little boy had a toy that Leah wanted, and she went up to him and said "Share please!" The teacher said that in all of her years teaching she has never heard a one-and-a-half year old ask someone to share so politely.

Girls, for the record, I'm so proud of you!
Though I still can't understand your fear of music class, I'm so happy to see your kind and loyal hearts shine through even at this early age!
Lots of love!
Mommy

Little Mommies

REMIND YOU OF ANYTHING???

How about the very same house 18 months ago?!
The difference? Now we've got 3 little mommies instead of 3 little babies.
(and oh, isn't it sweet!)




3 little girly-girls! So into dress-up and dolls!
Such a fun age!

Here are some pictures of the apple orchard this week.

Welcome fall!

School Days

Hi! It's Maryn!
Here we are on our first day of ECFE school. Don't we look big?
At school, we played games and ate snack and sang songs.
Brynn and Leah were shy at school, but not me!
The teacher sang a song called "Maryn's special," (she sang it for all of the kids, but the verse with my name was my favorite!) I danced, clapped my hands and sang! Most of the kids sat in their mommy's laps for their song. But I say, what's to be shy about? Maryn's special!!! Sing it LOUD! :)


Aside from school, our very favorite thing to do is play with our friends in the neighborhood. Here we are waiting for the ice cream truck!


My sisters and I wait our turn to take a bite!


Our very best friend's name is Alex. Here he is with his ice cream!

This is Alex's Jeep. We love to ride together. (he does need a couple more seats though! ;)


We love to play with Ariel (Alex's big sister) too! We're so lucky that our some of our very best friends live right in our neighborhood!

Hopefully next week, school is just as much fun as this week. (and hopefully they sing the Maryn's special song!) I'll let you know!
Love,
Maryn

Princess in Boots and Sweet Martha

What a sweet weekend!
Love,
MBL

School Days

11 days until we start ECFE school!
We're kind of nervous cause we've never been to school before.
Today we went to go and see our classroom and meet our teacher Ms. Kim.
We think Ms. Kim is really nice! We can't wait to start learning big kid stuff at school!
Love,
MBL