First Trip to the ER

So for anyone out there who was taking bets on when our first trip to the ER would be...it was today!!  When I told the ER staff about our 3 boys, they asked if I wanted a "frequent flyer" card.  Oh, Lord! 

Christian took a tumble and cut the back of his head on the corner of a piece of furniture.  Seven staples later, he is as happy as ever, running around with his big brothers.  We were in the ER for quite a while waiting, and I kept singing him this song that Tia Vicki sent us on FB, "Amigo" from Sesame Street.  A totally addicting tune, and I don't even know most of the words.  But I could easily remember the part that goes, "La la la la la la - Amigo!" over and over and over.  I am sure the people at the desk outside of our room just loved me.  But it kept him happy!  He is tucked into bed for the night, and he was a brave little trooper.

Juan Manuel is doing great in kindergarden.  He is so proud to come home every day and show us all of the things he has been working on.  Plus it is getting Santiago excited to go to school next year too.  Santiago had kindergarden round-up last week, and he was right at home in the class room since he has been there many times before to pick up or drop off Juan Manuel.

The kids (mostly Christian) are sleeping a little bit less at night, and we are a little bit more exhausted than we used to be, so free time is at an absolute premium...hence my neglect of the blog, and my attempt to write a quick update. 

Christian has been getting up between 5:30-6 am these days.  He is still fighting us on a nap, but usually colapses out of exhaustion every 2nd or 3rd day.  We just go with it.  Some days Christian wakes his brothers up in the moring, some days we get lucky and they sleep in.  Potty training is at an absolute stand-still.  Christian knows that po-po and chee-chee go in the potty, but hides from everybody whenever he has to go po-po, then denies that he has a dirty diaper, even though his aroma preceeds him by about 5 feet.  What to do?!

The kids are all doing really well, but that's not to say that there aren't really difficult days.  I am proud to say though, that we are finally to a point where, most of the time, I do feel like I can at least take 30 seconds to go to the bathroom...never mind the fact that I usually have to leave the bathroom door opened (or at least unlocked), and that I usually end up having to shout to the kids from the toilet.  Ah, the glamour of motherhood!