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Stephen is majorly into dinosaurs these days.  Well, for about a year now.  It started with a pair of dinosaur PJs. He’d roar when wearing them.  Eventually, he got a shirt with a dinosaur on it and some plastic dinosaur toys.

For his birthday this year, he got a few new dinosaur things.  A big dinosaur that roars and moves a little.  A new dinosaur shirt (but he says it’s too scary and doesn’t wear it.)  But he also got lots of dinosaur toys.

There are two in particular worth remembering.

This first one:

This is his “Baby Dinosaur”.  For a few weeks, it was his constant companion.  I would have to hold it for him while he went potty so that no one else got it.  If he went to Sunday School, I had to babysit it while he was there to “keep it safe”.  Quite a treasured possession.

(It looks big here, but it is maybe 3-4 inches tall?)

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The 2nd one:

We already had the bigger one, but he got the smaller one for his birthday.  They were a perfect match, except for the size.  Sometimes he tells me that they are brothers.  Sometimes, the bigger one is the Mama and the smaller one is the Baby.  It’s also pretty cute.

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Stephen’s 3rd Birthday!

Hip! Hip! Hooray!  Stephen turned 3 today!  (Well, today as in a couple of weeks ago!)  More like:

Hip! Hip! Hooray!  I’m documenting Stephen’s birthday today!

Stephen got 2 birthday parties as that’s what happens when you have family both in town and out of town.  The first celebration was a couple of weeks before his birthday and we shared his celebration with his cousin Landon who was turning 4.  This was the party that Stephen got his dinosaur cake.

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Then on his actual birthday, Jeff’s parents were in town and we had another celebration.  Highlights include making the birthday cake and Jeff’s parents gave both Finn & Stephen their own tape measure, which they LOVED!

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So, here’s how our Halloween went this year:

About 2 weeks before Halloween:

  • Stephen wanted to be Thomas the train for Halloween.  So I ordered him a costume in time for him to open it for his 3rd birthday.
  • Finn kept changing his mind on what he wanted to be.  I got all kinds of answers: mashed potatoes, a super hero, a bad guy, a monkey, a puppy, a bad guy who eats people (what!??!)  I finally pinned him down to a super hero lion because we already had a lion costume and I’d just make a cape.  He picked red for his cape.
  • Sammy was going to be either Tigger (from Winnie the Pooh) or a puppy, depending on the weather.

1 week before Halloween:

  • It was Stephen’s birthday.  He opened his costume.  Unimpressed.  Still said he wanted to be Thomas though.
  • I made Finn’s cape.  Didn’t do that great of a job, but he liked it.

1 hour before Trick-or-Treating on Halloween:

  • Finn put on the lion costume.
  • Stephen refused to put on the Thomas costume.  “I don’t want that.”  So on went a puppy costume that he also got for his birthday.
  • So Jeff put the Thomas costume on Sammy.  Fit great.  He refused to wear the neckerchief thing and the hat.  Kept ripping it off. Oh well.
  • Ben got put into the dalmatian costume that we had.  Very itchy costume so it was on just long enough to take a picture.

30 minutes before Trick-or-Treating on Halloween:

  • Finn said the lion costume itched too much.  But he still liked the cape.
  • So we debated if he could go trick-or-treating with just a cape.  We nixxed that idea.
  • But we didn’t have another costume that fit him.
  • We went down to the basement to grab another lion costume that I had planned on giving him for Christmas.  But now he no longer wanted the cape.

 

So..here’s our picture:

(Not a great shot, but it’s the best I got!)

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And here’s Finn in the costume-he-really-went-Trick-or-Treating-in:

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All kinds of check ups!

Definition of Insanity #1: Doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.

Definition of Insanity #2: Taking 4 boys to the doctor’s office for 3 of their appointments at 8 am in the morning.

As you might have guessed, I took all 4 boys to the doctor’s office today – bright and early!  Stephen had his 3-year-old check up.  Sam had his 18-month check up.  Ben had his 4-month check up.  Only Finn didn’t have to be seen – I guess he just got to go along for the fun.

It went well – having the first appointment of the day probably really helped us as they were ready for us and running on time, which was wonderful.  I’ve learned a little trick and that’s to hole up in the doctor’s office and let the nurses do the running.  Mostly when its time to weigh the little ones, the nurse just takes the baby to the weighing station, does her thing and brings them on back.  It keeps me and the others from causing trouble, which is great for everyone.  Win/win!

(And, of course, I bring the double stroller – I don’t go anywhere without that thing!)

Here are the latest stats:

Stephen:

  • 37 1/2 inches tall (51st percentile)
  • 28 1/2 pounds (15th percentile)

Samuel:

  • 34 inches tall (87th percentile)
  • 22 pounds (5th percentile)

Ben:

  • 26 1/2 inches (90th percentile)
  • 13 pounds, 10 ounces (21st percentile)

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Now that I’m a stay-at-home mom, I attend a women’s Bible Study on Tuesday mornings.  They have childcare, so the boys go with me.  In typical ‘Jayme is out in public with 4 boys’ fashion, I always use my double stroller for the 2 youngest and Finn and Stephen are learning to walk by the side of the stroller.

I had just picked up 3 of the boys, heading to the 4th boy’s classroom when I passed 3 other women in the hall.  After I passed them, I heard one of the gals say “That woman [me] that we just passed has 4 boys really close together and they’re all CLONES of each other!”.  I chuckled because it’s kind of true.

Now I’ve never been very good at the “he’s got your eyes!” game that people play with babies, but I have thought that Finn and Stephen looked alike as babies.  But then Sam looked different when he was born, so I thought we broke the clone machine.

Then Benjamin was born and looked like Sam.  But as each week goes by, I really think they’re all starting to look alike.  They’re personalities are different, but I think we definitely have a specific look going for us.

Here are pictures of them all at 13 weeks old:

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Man, could my boys be triplets or what!?

(By the way, you can definitely tell which 2 were born in the same season based upon their clothing – Finn and Samuel were both born in April, so their clothing seasons are the same, while Stephen was born in October, making him in the complete opposite season!)

Here are pictures of them taken when they were 38, 39, 40, 41, and 42 weeks old.

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In preparation for our 3rd child, Finn and Stephen started sharing a room.  Finn in a bed and Stephen in a crib.  A whopping 3 weeks later, Stephen learned to get out of that crib!  Thus entered the bedtime battle blues.

Jim Gaffigan says:

“Bedtime makes you realize how completely incapable you are of being in charge of another human being. My children act like they’ve never been to sleep before. ‘Bed? What’s that? No, I’m not doing that.’ They never want to go to bed. This is another thing that I will never have in common with my children. Every morning when I wake up, my first thought is, ‘When can I come back here?’ It’s the carrot that keeps me motivated. Sometimes going to bed feels like the highlight of my day. Ironically, to my children, bedtime is a punishment that violates their basic rights as human beings. Once the lights are out, you can expect at least an hour of inmates clanging their tin cups on the cell bars.”

This became my world.  Hands down, it was the worst part of my day.  I DREADED it.  I tried to get out of it and make Jeff responsible for all bedtimes for the next 18 years.  No dice.  We tried just letting the boys play, figuring they’d eventually get tired.  Nope.  Instead, they removed all the clothes from every drawer and pulled out every wet wipe from every container.  (They don’t even have toys in their room – can you imagine what they’d do if they had toys to strew about!?)  What tipped the scale is that they discovered that they could get the mattress of Stephen’s toddler bed and jump on the rails!  Which, of course, broke.

For the next 3 months, I cowered in fear of bedtime. My blood pressure shot up to 220/150.  (Not really.  Didn’t measure it.)  Even at the new house, the battles continued.  We tried to exhaust them before bed.  We tried putting 1 to bed before the other.  We tried everything.  It was always, always a fight.  And it always took hours.  (Or it seemed that way.)  And it exhausted me.

Finally, last week, we separated them. The toddler bed finally completely broke.  So we headed to the furniture store, and bought a bunk bed for the boys.  The kind that can separate into 2 twin beds.  We put Finn in with Sammy.  We left Stephen in his room alone.

It has been WONDERFUL!!!  So wonderful.  Without an audience, Stephen no longer tries to entertain someone at bedtime.  Without a playmate, Finn falls right to sleep.  Sammy sleeps through the night most of the time and the couple of times that he has cried, Finn sleeps right through it.

I no longer fear bedtime.  And it’s so incredibly freeing.  I have my life and sanity back.

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