Off the road....again

The triplets and I are no longer in Florida. We moved to Atlanta and have been here four days. The plan was originally to move after Thanksgiving but things were getting just too hairy at Grandma's....more on that in a later post. So much else to blog about as well including our hilarious Halloween, the boys' new sorta-bald do, our 516 mile adventure to Georgia, and my decision to nix spanking from my (now empty) bag of discipline tactics. Oh yeah, that last one is gonna be much blogged about...gonna need some help on that one folks. Is there a 12-step group for Mommies Who Would Be Spankers But Think They've Changed Their Minds? And what might the first step in that program be? Admitting We Are Now Totally Screwed? Ahhhh....more on all that later.

For now, I'd like to introduce everyone to the triplets' new housemates. There is Uncle Chris, my brother-in-law - a giant teddy of a guy who, thanks to his job driving unruly schoolchildren around all day, has perfected "the look" and can get the triplets' attention so much better than Mommy can. There is Tatie E, my perfectionist cousin who has graciously accepted the fact that 7am might no longer be her wake-up time and who, I am sure, is now stepping up her house buying efforts. Tatie E is actually Cousin Emmanuella but try getting the triplets to say that. Then there is the grand dame of the house - my sister, Aunt Tricia. Aunt Tricia is without a doubt the nicest sibling in our family but thanks to her running a daycare center out of this home for almost four years, the triplets seem to think she is the scariest. Because of the recession, Aunt Tricia shuttered the daycare at the end of September to look for a "real job" but the daycare area is still set up meaning the triplets now have an honest-to-goodness child safe play area. The only stove and dishwasher for them to get into is the one on the Little Tykes playcenter. It could be days - days, I tell you - before my trio destroys this room.