outings

who doesn't love the boston children's museum? it was a great, leisurely place to spend a rainy day. until there were three. now it is a full blown workout to keep them somewhat together. this is not depicted in the pictures as i had to abandon stroller with camera and purse (and sanity) once their feet hit the ground.

ahh, now i know why we spent yesterday as we did...

 matty climbed to the top of the climbing structure. a huge feat as he usually gets nervous 8 feet off the ground.

 the leader...and his most eager follower. funny how they are so intrigued by him, but no so much by mom or dad. this previously undiscovered area near the exit is a lifesaver. one way out and lots of climbing and sliding and crawling. and the only opportunity for the camera to come out.

 when it started to rain on the walk home, we stopped by dad's office for a visit. things went downhill fast.

 drawers emptied, trash cans emptied, soda cans emptied...

 ...and when matty escaped and barged into the managing partners office "to look at the boats" (it is a great view, and we do usually sneak in when she is out of office to admire) dad said it was time to go.

 so wednesday i brought only two of them out, to the library toddler storytime, while matt was in school. it is much, much easier with two babies who are mesmerized by singing and picture books.

 ben loved loved loved the singing. this was twinkle twinkle little star.

oh my god. a break for mom!

but not for long. the following free play is like feeding chickens: they sprinke a bunch of toys on the floor and the couple dozen babies all crawl around pecking things up.

then we spent yesterday:

yup, 3 fevers, 50 pukes, 75 diarrheas, 34 outfit changes, 18 loads of laundry, a million tears, no school and not much sleep. thank god vincent was around. and at least i did not have to make lunch or dinner for the boys. and matty says he will never pick his nose again bc he does not like throwing up.
but seriously? how many times can a child who eats nothing throw up? and how does one ice cube produce a gallon of vomit? and how has no one invented leak-proof diapers? and am i on candid camera?