Firsts and Lasts(maybe)

Well it's the end of April and I'm finally feeling like I'm crawling out from under the rock of my event. The air is warm, the birds are chirping and I've spent a lot more time with my kids than in past months. 

This weekend we traveled to college station where we supported the director in that division, execute her event. I can't believe this as I type it- but we have never stayed in a hotel with the triplets. I don't know why really. Maybe because our schedules have allowed us both to travel for business alone? Maybe we just haven't "wanted" to subject ourselves to such chaos? Maybe the task has just seemed overwhelming so we work around any overnight stays. I don't know why we never did it, but we have now. 

I packed car snacks and new movies for entertainment. You would have thought we were going 900 miles, not 90. I asked alissa to pack their bags Friday while I was at work. She laughed at me when I said 5 pairs of underwear/panties each even though it was one night and they are potty trained. Don't laugh. If it was going to happen- I was going to be prepared. 

We ate dinner, met one of our favorite aggies for frozen yogurt and were prepped for bed around 9:30pm. 

We were piled in beds, clobbered by toddlers but by 10pm everyone was asleep. I had 11 inches of the bed but I could hear them snoring and it was magical. We've never had kids in our bed unless they were sick, so this was a treat. 

I teased gg about sleeping in the hotel room alone and that was a huge mistake. I scared her :( into thinking I would leave. We put on new hello kitty and cars socks(hotel socks) and then they got with the program. They figured out quickly that this was indeed a treat. 

So the lights went out and the next morning Becker got up at 6am- two hours earlier than his usual wake up time. Not fun. We headed to grab breakfast then to the event. 

The Aggie cadets raised over 113,000 for babies and our hearts were full.

Tired from just 24 hours we did very little the rest of the weekend, except plan for their birthday party.

I can't believe they turn three next month. The three amigos turn three. I really do feel like it was yesterday that I was on my knees praying that God not take sweet Becker. Feels like just a few months ago Riggs took his first "Frankenstein" steps. 

Another backyard party we will have. Today I was thinking that one day (like next year) they will be vocal about where and what their party will be. I keep worrying that the day they want a jump party or a chuckee cheese party is on the horizon. :/ I love the simplicity of at home parties and opening our world to our friends and family. I like the business the weeks before bring. Art work decorated walls, a homemade cake, a pictorial video of their year. They won't want that soon. They will want to celebrate by taking their friends by the hand and leading them around at their party. They will want boy and girl themed parties with very little input from me. Ouch. 

But this year. It's a fiesta. This year it's at our home. This year they will still want me to hold them while they blow out their candles. This year it's a backyard party and I will celebrate one more year that He gave them to me. That's what birthday parties are for right?

Happy week everyone.