Traffic was crazy coming back to the apartment, so we didn't get home until 2:15. Lance had exactly 15 minutes to inhale some food before running back out the door to pick up their passports. Yes he did. My husband left me ALONE with all three of them less than 15 minutes after arriving home. It wasn't that bad until dinner time.
Have you ever tried to prepare a meal with three children under the age of five circling your legs? It was like preparing Thanksgiving dinner at a homeless shelter! All of them whining and looking for chow. I managed to get them all fed with only a couple of minor meltdowns surrounding bib removal and the ending of the meal. Then we all trooped out to watch a little Baby Einstein prior to bath time.
I managed to lure both of them into the tub with a combination of oohing and ahhing over the magic of water falling into the tub and the wholesale throwing of toys into the water. Cooper went in pretty happily and started splashing. Carter did NOT care for the feeling of water on his testicles. He kept hopping up like he was getting goosed!
Notice I keep saying "I" did this, and "I" did that. My poor hubby didn't get home til after bath time, at which point I sent him flying across the street to the grocery store. I'm not sure we fully appreciated how much these kids can EAT!!! Dear Lord, I felt like I had been visited by a plague of locusts!
Bedtime went fairly peacefully, a little repetitive lying back down a la Super Nanny, and they both passed out. It is way past time for me to crash out... please pray that they sleep through the night!
Here are a couple of photos from our official Gotcha Day:
Our first photo as a family of five.
Checking out some books...
Bath time at the OK Corral...
I'm so happy, I could just die. Seriously.