The days slip so quickly don't they! But here I am again, jotting away at my keyboard spattered with bits of baby drool and sticky fingers. We finished our last Christmas on Saturday with my Dad's extended family. The girls received once again some wonderful presents and we had a good time. This year has been amazing, and we are so grateful for the generosity of our family and friends.
Kara and Kiley are babbling more and more now. Babababa (Bottle) has been very popular along with (Mum mum mum) Food. And we mustn't forget their favorites "No no no" and "Hot, Hot" Kara loves to tell me all of the things she finds that are hot, including her breakfast cereal. (which isn't hot, she made me blow on it to convince her though)

(Kara and Tic Tac)
Kiley is now afraid of going down the stairs alone (yaaaay!) Took her three times falling down them to get that but at last I have at least ONE child that doesn't immediately bee-line towards the gate the second Abby opens it.
Abby is still very much the princess and wears her dress up dresses and things most of the day. I've decided I'm just going to put one set of 'real clothes' in the living room to put on her when she finally decides to wear them. The heap of laundry in the other room sighs in relief. She also insisted that she wear her pink sparkley shoes to church the other day...even if they were a little too big. The church goers got a kick out of them and her twirling during the church music.

(Abby loves to brush hair and make it beautiful)
Kiley & Kara still hate being restrained during church and have a devious plan of trying to distract us constantly. Kiley also loves chewing to death the little cardboard books we got for Christmas (I've had to hide them) I took one away and she just screeeeeamed at the top of her lungs and wouldn't stop. Of course it was during the prayer...
Here in lies the dilema. To try and comfort the one screaming child? Or chance that the moment one of us leaves with her that the other two won't notice? There are very high odds that the one screaming child will turn into three screaming children.
Who knew having children was a constant tactical exercise... I've learned we are a lot of fun to watch during the service.
And a bit of an update on myself. (gasp) If you want to skip you can... Perhaps you remember back a few posts I mentioned my having had 'Lazy Eye' as a child. I decided it would be a good idea to get into an optometrist to have a check up (it's been 4 years) My eyes were feeling tired and I was having a lot of headaches.
My eyes as far as prescription goes, are actually pretty decent with not a lot of issues. I could probably live without any correction and be just fine. The problem is I have some form of a strabismus. Basically as it was explained to me by brain is fighting very hard to use both of my eyes. My left eye isn't as strong/good and so my right eye is very dominant. Up until now I was compensating pretty well but I guess the added stress of kids, sleep deprivation, school etc etc I can't do it as well as I was. After we talked I discovered I can actually tell when I'm switching vision from one eye to the next, and can't tolerate looking through both in the eye doctor lens things. (it forces both of my eyes to work together)
I asked him what would have happened if I hadn't come in, basically my brain would have given up trying to use the left eye and it would have become useless (blind) Ugh!
Good news, it can be prevented! I just have to wear special glasses with prism lenses to make my eyes work together and make it less difficult on my poor weary brain. But that means no contacts and I will have to wear glasses pretty much all the time to try and reprogram things.
Something that didn't bother me a whole lot until I started looking at myself in glasses. Whether it was all that pent up emotion from when I was teased as a child or felt ugly as an adolescent I just couldn't handle it. I felt awful. So I got out of there before I started to cry.
Tom my sweetheart happened to know I was upset and bought me a bouquet of flowers(love them so much, such a wonderful surprise!) and my mom stayed a bit longer to help me readjust a bit. (Thanks mom) I'm feeling better about it now, I was just soo overwhelmed and shocked by everything it was too much. My friend and I will probably go later and she will help me pick out a cute pair of frames.
But kiddos are up and at em better hit the ground running...