We Did It!

Hip Hip Hooray for us today!!!

We went to music class!
And guess what....it was actually fun!

It turns out the teacher isn't so scary afterall.
All she wanted us to do was sing songs and dance.

Those happen to be 2 of our very favorite things to do!! So, yeah, she's not so bad.

I think we'll go next time too!

This was a pretty fun week! We got to go to the Children's Museum with our Grammy.

We had a dance party with some of the other kids on the TV stage.

Looks like Brynn is doing a Micheal Jackson 'Thriller' tribute!

We learned all about boats and water...and BUBBLES!

We dressed up like forest animals (if you don't recognize the skunk, that's Maryn) and we built ice castles.

Brynn thinks she might want to be a doctor. What do you think Dr. Brynn?

It was a day full of excitment...we couldn't even make it home for nap time.

Oh well! Our carseats are comfy!

Happy Weekend!

Love,

MBL

Peanuts

Since we're almost 2, mom thought it would be a good idea to let us try peanut butter today...and BOY was it EVER! That's some good stuff! I can't believe she's been holding out on us!
We got crackers with peanut butter on them. We just licked off the peanut butter and asked for more. Yum Yum!
Some of our friends can't eat peanut butter cause it makes them sick. It looks like we might be free to eat as much peanut butter as we want. Oh gosh, I hope so!

We had school today too, and we made some special artwork for mommy. She thought it was so beautiful, she framed it and put it in our playroom.
We make pretty pictures, don't you think?!?

We've got school again on Friday...you know, "music class" school.

We're getting a little nervous already. I hope they don't try to make us go with the music teacher again this week. No thank you!

Wish us luck!

Maryn

New Do

Check us out!
We have inverted bobs. Very "hip" for 2 year olds.
Look out preschool boys! ;)

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