Nov 02

Vacation Part I: Ohio

After months of planning- err..who are we kidding that entirely didn’t happen- we headed down south for our first out of state trip with the girls. It happens to also be my first trip out of Alaska since learning triplets were cooking, and I can’t believe that was over six years ago! The household was excited to go on TWO airplane rides, as opposed to the one it takes to visit Juneau, the only time they’ve gone airborne.

Leaving Alaska of course meant a red eye flight in the dark, something we never mustered the strength to try with three toddlers. Honestly, I’m still glad we didn’t. After the debacle of our first plane experience with the girls at 15 months old, where Alaska Airlines booked our tickets as kids with lap children and nearly missing our flight because of it, effort exponentially increased to try to go further without too much stress. My two week “work break,” which most people refer to as a vacation, was ever present on my mind the few weeks prior to leaving, to ensure everything was ready to go, the house was clean, and all the miscellaneous work tasks at a good place.

The night of the flight we coaxed everyone into a four hour nap (2.5 for Harper!) before raising them at midnight for the dark trek to the airport. Bags were all packed beforehand, including their tiny carry-ons filled with snacks, a couple essential stuffies, and a pillow/blanket, in hopes more sleep occurred during the first flight down. In a stroke of luck the northern lights came out in full force; you could see the green as clear as day from our house, and were visible from the plane window as well. That is a first for me, and Harper stayed awake long enough to see them dancing across the sky mid flight too.

Anchorage TSA was nearly empty as we passed through, and, as usual, everyone was full of questions about life with triplets. The girls, thrilled at the chance, begged to take off their shoes—because, of course, it’s a big deal—and the agent laughed, saying they could go ahead if it meant so much to them. That part went smoothly, but we didn’t make it to the gate before the first scrape. As usual, the girls couldn’t resist thoroughly testing the horizontal escalators, and Reagan tripped, skinning her knee and elbow, proudly adding to her collection of scrapes with two skinned knees just a week apart. A kind stranger even shared an extra band-aid with us, since the one I packed wasn’t quite big enough—and I hadn’t expected to need it so soon into our two-week journey!

Both flights went smoothly; I expected entertainment on a four hour flight to be more difficult and the girls couldn’t have been better. Reagan and Harper sat on either side of me the first leg with Craig and Emerie in front of us, and Reagan and Emerie with me on the second leg, finally giving me a window seat. Coaxing and a willful lack of electronics convinced both to fall asleep eventually- Harper found a comfortable position a while before Reagan and eventually both were snuggled under their travel blankets and snoozed. Craig convinced Emerie to snuggle into him and before we knew Seatac was in sight (not literally, under the clouds!). With time on the ground to burn and a foggy day outside, we rode the underground train and escaped the N Gates (the ghetto side of the terminal). The girls were thrilled to ride the train, though Emerie quickly learned the importance of holding on when she tumbled into a nearby group of gentlemen, who couldn’t help but react as she flew by. Aside from that little mishap, the train rides were a big hit, with a few extra stops thrown in for good measure. Another wonderful tip- the airport has a cute play area for kids, where the girls burned off extra energy before heading back to our departure gate.

I am proud to say I was able to get both to fall asleep on the second flight as well, and at their own insistence. Emerie and Reagan rotated turns playing color and Bluey games on the iPad, and eventually put it up to catch a few more zzzz’s. That, and a nice tailwind expedited travel time and we uneventfully arrived in Cincinnati, to a minimally humid and sunny evening. By the time we made it to Grandma’s house, everyone was purely exhausted and the parents running on fumes and bad coffee. It still took quite a bit to coax the girls to sleep with the four hour time change, and most of the credit to that occurring came from Grandma Anne because I slept right through it!

Day One: Time Change Recovery and Shopping!

Our first day out of Alaska obviously meant enjoying the warmer climate and going shopping! We ventured to a few stores that we don’t have up north, such as Meijer and Marshalls and grabbed some Chick Filet for lunch, which the girls all enjoyed. Apparently 75 degrees and sunny is cold to the locals; we were the only family sitting outside for both lunch and our ice cream treat later that afternoon. We ventured to Jungle Jims, hands down my favorite “grocery” store in town, and the girls excitedly pointed out all the random characters and decor that it is known for. The treasure in the ceiling by the Robin Hood area might be a favorite spot, or throwing nickels into the wishing well at the exit, which HAD to happen before we actually entered the store. It was fun to see them experience a place I’ve always enjoyed visiting over the years.

The visit also meant a quick stop for Graeter’s Ice Cream, which was welcomed in the warm sun and after all the exploring. Everyone tried a different flavor, which is a rarity, and all happily devoured it, commenting on how much faster it melts down here than at home.

Dinner was spent with good friends from my prior life back in the day; I told the girls in the car on the way over that this friend likes airplanes MORE than Mom, which seemed to impress and shock them at the same time. There are few people I can say that about, but Lisa is definitely one of them!

It was wonderful catching up and watching five girls play and become friends, running across the yard to the tree house yelling girl meeting, girl meeting! and breaking into giggles. I’m still laughing that all five mimic the exact same shriek or scream; so close you can’t distinguish which kid from which family is hollering. Over the years we’ve become pretty skilled at knowing who it is by tone, but not that night. It was a good evening with friends and much overdue. The girls keep asking when we can see them again and play- connection made!

Day Two: Disney on Ice

Day two was intended to be a more relaxed day with less running around (hey- shopping is hard work!) and started out with a trek to downtown Cincinnati to see Disney’s Frozen and Encanto on Ice. It did not disappoint; in fact, it was a great event. We didn’t bring dress up dresses like many of the littles wandering around, and compromised by purchasing overpriced light up wands that the girls waved around the entire show.

The show kicked off with Mickey Mouse and friends (on skates, of course!), leading into a magical retelling of Frozen that had everyone on the edge of their seats. As soon as Elsa appeared, Emerie let out an ecstatic scream, completely captivated by the story from start to finish. Usually, during shows like the Nutcracker, she’s ready to go by intermission, but not this time! Her absolute favorite moment? Elsa’s dress transformation during ‘Let It Go’—she switched into her beautiful, flowy snowflake dress just like magic. For the parents, the highlight was Sven the reindeer, which consisted of two skaters hidden in a single, connected reindeer suit. That seems highly uncomfortable, and also hilarious, but they did a great job. Not sure I would want that job, and for sure not the back legs! Our least favorite part? The fake snow—while it looked amazing falling from above, it had all of us coughing a bit as we inhaled it.

After intermission, it was time for Encanto—or as the girls called it after first seeing it, the crack house. You can’t really blame them for the nickname, since the magical house literally cracks apart, setting the story in motion. The costumes were stunning, even more vibrant and colorful than those from Frozen, which had an intentional cooler, wintry feel. Each outfit popped with energy, bringing the characters to life in a way that lit up the entire arena with a little more pep than the predecessor. The girls were enchanted by the swirling skirts, bold colors, and lively dance moves that captured the spirit of the story perfectly, not to mention the catchy music we all recite by heart. By far the highlight of the show was Emerie’s favorite character Isabella, who sings “Bring It In” as we call it in our house; the part where Isabella and Mirabel swing from the vines and create a plethora of flowers in a sister bonding musical number. They indeed did swing around the rink with ropes and it was very impressive to watch, even for the adults! Emerie’s face in that photo says it all and Harper notes it was her favorite part of the show too. Once again the adults chuckled at the animals on skates, this time it was during Luisa’s song, and she was surrounded by skating donkeys, all dancing in sync. Pretty cute.

After the show we took advantage of the gorgeous fall day and walked around The Banks, which is downtown along the Ohio River. The girls scrutinized all the blooming flowers, looked for sticks, scaled a climbing wall and rode the big, metal slide, and even scrambled up into the “flying” pig contraption for a photo and “dad initiated turbulence.” A cute water feature nearby was met airborne shoes and bare feet to goof off, cooling down in the water. Another fun feature along the walk, huge, multi-person swings meant to enjoy the view of the water and opposing Kentucky riverbank. We opted for a snow cone at a local vendor before finding a random indoor carousel for a quick ride. Funny enough, the carousel had tons of random animal options, but missing a panda. Emerie excitedly found a turtle to climb on, Harper a pink flying pig, and Reagan chose a horse. Lots of smiles and eventually we headed back to the car.

Being back at Grandma’s house meant running outside to play in the sprinkler—filled with warm water, like normal people do—something the girls could hardly believe was real and not how we grew up! Reagan and Harper were soon racing through the spray, giggling together, while Emerie kept her distance, happily playing with her babies on the scooter, just as she does at home. We all enjoyed the sunshine for the rest of the afternoon, while I relaxed with a hot cup of coffee and a book on the front patio, instead of checking work emails. Now that’s what I call vacation time!

My Aunt and Uncle from down south arrived late afternoon and joined us for dinner at Cracker Barrel, which of course we don’t have up north. The girls did pretty well eating their dinners and Craig and I even had a few minutes to sit and relax at the table, while each kiddo had an adult to do their coloring and menu activities with. Apparently the trick we’ve missed all these years is inviting three extra adults to dine with you, one for each kiddo, and then Mom and Dad can relax!

Day Three: Cincinnati Zoo and Botanical Gardens

The Cincinnati Zoo was bustling, a perfect place to spend hours wandering—which, as it turned out, was exactly what everyone else had in mind on a federal holiday. And talk about holy pumpkins! The walkways were lined with all kinds—some real, some plastic, and each with unique carvings. We had a few favorites during our visit: the towering dinosaur pumpkin wall, a “stone” wall of carved princesses, Reagan’s favorite red panda pumpkin, and the creative cutouts of the Sanderson sisters and Nightmare Before Christmas characters. It was a pumpkin lover’s dream and truly impressive!

We walked around for probably five hours or so, and without warm coats so it was a bit colder than I expected packing for the trip, but we survived! And instead of boring you with details of all the animals, the oooh and ahhhs and demands for snacks and photos, here are a few highlights from the day:

It wasn’t hot but definitely hoodie weather. In fact, we could have worn warmer clothing, but luckily the rain held off until the very end.
The girls wanted pictures with everything: statues, animals, fancy pumpkins, each other, and anywhere you could climb into. All of it.
Turtles galore: Emerie was thrilled to find so many turtle-themed attractions, which popped up at various stops throughout the trip. At one point, we happened to reach the reptile area just in time for turtle petting (yes, turtle shells have nerves!), and everyone had a turn—Emerie even went twice. We also found a turtle statue perfect for a photo op, along with some impressive turtle-themed pumpkin carvings.
Red panda exhibit: This is as close to a real panda as we’ve had so far, and Reagan was thrilled to take a picture with them in the background and bring home a stuffed souvenir. Hell, I brought one home too, they were super cute!
Pink flamingos: Harper’s personal favorite of the day was the flamingo exhibit, which she states Grandma Sue would really like. They weren’t as pink as the cartoons, but still resulted in demands for photos and excited exclamations.
Wandering kangaroo: The first exhibit of the day were the kangaroos, who were roaming about without any enclosure from visitors, which I thought created a really cool experience. The girls, however, didn’t share quite the same excitement—they took one look and were already tugging us toward the next animal, eager to keep exploring!
Giraffes are cute and were almost in arms reach. That is all; need I saw more?!
A new elephant area: the adults thought this was fantastic; the kids thought it was okay and then wanted a snack. Apparently the exhibit opened earlier in the month and was very new, and so huge. The elephants at least caught the girls’ eye for a few minutes, until the snack…
Bamboo: Yes, I am aware that is a plant and not an animal. But apparently it is worth pointing out as a highlight to the day, because everyone wanted to see, touch, collect, and talk about the fact that bamboo was along the walkways and near the animals. Oh and pandas eat bamboo, in case you didn’t realize. I had no idea a plant could be so very exciting; their excited screams say otherwise.
At one point three eggs were spotted in a nest and resulted in a lot of screaming and excitement and demands for pictures.
One of the gorillas scared the tar out of a bunch of children, when it hopped up from its nap in the corner and ran toward the viewing glass. It was pretty funny to watch all the kids dive backwards, forgetting the glass separation.

We wandered around the city a bit more that afternoon, and unsuccessfully tried for a driving nap. After five hours of walking you’d think tiredness would overtake them, but nope! A quick dinner out with Grandma Anne, Uncle Bruce and Aunt Rachel; the girls work through their school workbooks until food arrived. It was a good day!

Day Four: New Triplet Friends

We were able to connect with a fellow triplet family from my 2018 triplet moms Facebook page. I have a few ladies from that group on my page, but only met the Alaska moms in person. Going through similar life challenges at approximately the same time gave us a sense of community and a place we could air our grievances with life challenges or be entirely honest with our feelings day to day, without any judgement from people that haven’t experienced the same challenges. We met up at a nearby play center, and it was wonderful to chat about everything—pregnancy, birth stories, surviving the baby stage, starting school—pretty much all the big topics! The kids hit it off right away too, thrilled to meet another set of identicals, which is a rare find around here. It was such fun watching five identicals play hide-and-seek, effortlessly keeping track of who was who. Kids have this amazing knack for telling each other apart, far better than adults can. We both agreed that, to us parents, our own kids still look unique, though neither of us could easily tell each other’s apart! It’s hard to explain, but somehow, we just know

Much of the day was spent running around town and checking out the local outlet mall, a must on a list of option craving Alaskans. The adults and kids scored several new pairs of shoes and I made out like a bandit on clothing deals for the girls, including matching shirt sets for $2 a piece. One thing I’ve learned as a mom of three- hold out for the deals and they will appear- and then cute outfits are affordable and so many things offered in pink, purple and teal combinations. The girls were on great behavior, better than a few other shopping experiences since we arrived, and were rewarded with Dip ‘n Dots while I perused one last clothing shop and a random rain and hail downpour hit outside. It was the only time we saw rain the entire trip!

That night we fit in a little school time, actually using the reading books that I lugged across the country in my suitcase, and Craig and I took advantage of the additional adults, letting each kiddo pair to an adult and do reading time and their activity books. Man, it is so much easier to do that with five adults, and let me pack up a new suitcase of deals from the day.

Day Five: Newport Aquarium and Catching up with Friends

Another bucket list stop on our trip was the Newport Aquarium in Northern Kentucky. It had been years since my last visit—back when I lived here, and our Christmas party even included penguin petting (my prior job was SO cool)! Visiting with the kids was almost as amazing. The girls, who love our wildlife center in Seward, were thrilled by the larger exhibits and wider variety of animals here, and to drag and direct Grandma Anne to see all kinds of interesting things. Turtles were everywhere to Emerie’s delight; swimming in water close to the glass AND above and underneath us in the water tunnels. She even found a machine to make a turtle penny. To Harper’s delight, she spotted one picture of a seal on the wall next to the whale statue, but no live seals here. Reagan was assured pandas would be at a stop later in the trip, since they don’t live in water environment or at aquariums.

The kids area consisted of a play structure to burn energy, an iPad corner with a underwater coloring and stacking game, and multiple paper copies of different sea creatures to color, scan, and project the final product on the television. Everyone customized a few turtles and sharks and a few even projected with their names above it. It took a bit to convince the tiny humans we still had more to see outside this area and Craig and I even marked one up to scan. It was fun!

The touch tank with stingrays was a big hit for Emerie and Reagan, though Harper wasn’t as enthusiastic. Just like with sea stars and sea urchins in Seward, the girls placed their hands in the water, and the stingrays glided by, letting us gently ‘pet’ their backs. The staff member explained that the stingrays’ stingers are trimmed monthly to minimize any chance of stings and reminded us not to touch their tails. These slippery little guys were gliding everywhere just under the surface, but none seemed to come directly to Emerie, which frustrated her to no end. When one finally collided with her hand, she wasn’t quite expecting it, shrieked in surprise, and burst into tears. Honestly, it was pretty funny!

After a gift shop visit and a quick snack break, we wandered a few blocks south to a local yarn shop and then to another farther into Covington. Then, taking advantage of our location, we headed up the interstate for a quick hello to the new L&B offices, my old consulting firm and the company that lead me into airport planning and design as a professional field. The girls managed to mostly contain their volume for Lisa’s quick tour and found the break room treats. In another universe, if I hadn’t decided to move back to Alaska and had stayed put, my life might have unfolded in a completely different, perhaps more predictable way—and likely without triplets. It’s fascinating to ponder how one simple choice weaves the unique path leading to the life we live now.

We explored the park across the street, with all kinds of climbing activities to try, and had a sweet treat after the mandatory, unplanned potty break. We wrapped up our day with a trek to an area in eastern Cincinnati that I’d never explored, even when I lived here, and spent a lovely evening with friends. It’s funny to think back to when Haley and I first met—back in the early days before dating our now-husbands. Fast forward, and here we are, each with three kids in tow! It’s amazing how life has evolved for both of us, from those first dates to the bustling families we have now. Their property was so beautiful and it was another wonderful catch up. After dinner we ate smores out by the tree house in the woods and the kids were -you know- kids. It was a great night and much overdue.

Day 6: Union Terminal and Pumpkin Carving

After a lot of running around, it was a good day to play things by ear and spend the evening at my Mom’s, letting the girls play outside in the sun with scooters and chalk, and -of course- track down a boatload of acorns. Collecting acorns out of the grass was apparently the most exciting activity that week; not the zoo, aquarium, meeting new friends, flying in airplanes or traveling across the country. No, collecting acorns in the neighborhood and in random people’s front yards and sitting at the kitchen table organizing them and their little hats! The abundance of squirrels was also noted and every time one was spotted, it was announced by three little voices. Now, the heartbreak that is coming when they learn those nuts did not make it into our suitcase and to our journey back to Alaska. The blasphemy!!

Earlier that day we visited Union Terminal in western Cincinnati and explored the children’s museum, which I can confirm is really cool. Not only is the museum filled with multiple exhibits on a variety of unrelated topics, but it also sits in a beautiful, historic train station that opened in 1933 and boasts amazing architectural detail. The girls excitedly explored all the kid centric activities, including a water area with aprons to wear and boats to float, a huge climbing play center with tunnels and climbing areas and slides, and a spot to climb underneath the water for a quick photo.

Another activity area was all about momentum and movement, with a thousand germ filled balls to float, throw, and lift into different tubes for different results. All three really liked the one that floated them upwards “by magic” (air) and pushed them to the next area. One spot required tiny hands to fill the basket with balls, use a pulley system to push it up and tip it over into a basket, which then opened and dropped onto giggling kids below. Keeping up with three kids at once was a bit of a challenge, trying not to contain their excitement and curiosities.

It took convincing to get everyone to move along—until they caught sight of the next section. This area was a kid’s dream, complete with a mini Kroger grocery store where they could shop and check out their items, pull food out of the freezer and scan it in, a nearby pint-sized kitchen, café, and lemonade stand, a fully equipped vet clinic with animal x-rays and waiting room, and even a city metro ready to drive. Grandma Anne and I even climbed in so Reagan could “drive” us around. There was a construction zone with tools and hard hats, plus a dentist area with an oversized set of teeth they could actually climb on! We spent ages there, watching the kids dive into imaginative play and explore each setup. I couldn’t help but think how amazing it would be to have something like this back in Alaska.

After lunch at a local burger joint that I was craving all week (Frisch’s!!), we wandered across town for another store for Craig, with a few quiet minutes for him to join a quick work call. Funny enough, as he sat on a park bench and we waited in the car, Reagan literally pulled out one of her bottom teeth completely by herself, and demanded I text Craig proof of the extraction. And lucky enough, she was assured that the Tooth Fairy had enough magic to find her tooth that night, and the parents didn’t forget to put out a dollar buck.

We rounded out the night with pumpkin carving, meaning Craig did the heavy lifting while the kids occasionally helped. They now sit out on the front porch and the mini pumpkins are custom colored with hand drawn names and faces and displayed on the counter.

Day 7: Meeting more Triplets!

Heading north toward Dayton, which is less than an hour away- like going to Wasilla but on a bigger highway with more traffic- we checked out one of Ohio’s Get Airs and met another set of same aged triplets from Craig’s triplet dads Facebook group. The kids ran around for two hours and no blood was drawn! After a nice chat between the adults, we all enjoyed Steak ‘N Shake- the fries were a hit (for me too, first fries in forever!!) and the girls scarfed them down. The burgers? Not so much.

The afternoon was uneventful and unblog-worthy, but we did check out a couple more stores that aren’t up north, grabbing some (some might be an understatement!) pistachio treats at Trader Joe’s for Craig, a couple shirts for me and kid Christmas presents from TJ Maxx, and random nick knacks from Hobby Lobby. Boy do I wish we had a Hobby Lobby; the girls walked so many aisles, looking at everything and taking it all in. Who are we kidding, so did I!

A quick stop to visit one more local friend on the way back, and let the kids meet, and what a perfect, impromptu picture!! It couldn’t have turned out better if we tried! The girls were instantly playing and running across their beautiful home, allowing the parents to actually get a word in edgewise and catch up a bit. Then home for the rest of the evening to recover from the very busy day running around and making new friends.

Day 8: Fall Festival

Our last day in Cincinnati was all about squeezing in those final must-dos—running a few last errands, indulging in one more scoop of Graeter’s Ice Cream (because I couldn’t leave without my cherry chocolate chunk!), and hitting up a ‘real’ fall festival. And by real, I mean the kind drenched in sunshine and warm autumn air, with all the classic activities: hayrides and stacks, zip lines, photo ops, pony rides, and seasonal treats. It was the perfect way to wrap up our busy week, soaking up every bit of fall fun before starting the next adventure. It’s such a different experience than the cold, fall air in Alaska, where outdoor festivals require layered clothing and a hope for some sunshine to keep you warm enough to enjoy it.

Burger Farms did not disappoint, and while a little hot in direct sun for us northerners, it was really perfect. A little shaved ice after a fun hay ride up the hill and back, several zip line rides, an adorable cow train, and a few real rides and we were good to go. The girls had pictures in a couple different spots, danced on stage, did the chicken dance, and had a pony ride.

The highlights of our first week were definitely reconnecting with old friends, exploring the zoo and aquarium, and watching the girls experience so many new places, foods, and adventures beyond our home state. Craig and I also appreciated the restaurant variety—it’s been a few years since we’ve had so many options to choose from! The girls, as always, made friends effortlessly, immediately blending in with other kids and disappearing into play as if they’d known them forever. Everyone has been so welcoming! I can’t quite imagine tackling this trip when they were toddlers, but I’m hopeful that now, they’ll be able to hold on to most of these memories. I can’t imagine trying to wrangle three mini tornadoes from the car through airport security, only to have one throwing a fit while another tries to escape and the third declaring need for a potty break. If that thought doesn’t make you anxious, then I’m impressed! Add in a triple stroller, three big car seats, long flights, nap schedules that don’t sync, and snack demands every five minutes, and a ‘relaxing’ trip quickly turns into a full-contact sport. This age avoided so many of those things; a much better time for a cross country adventure. The first week was such a success that we’ll definitely need to plan more adventures like this in the coming years!

We crammed in as much activity as possible into a single week, and little did they know what was right around the corner for part two!

❤

Sep 26

Exploring the Outdoors

The past month and ending to summer flew by. As we enter my favorite season of the year, where the leaves turn to vibrant yellows, oranges, and reds, the air turns crispy- like the perfect bite of an apple- and the blue skies are crystal clear, we plan to spend as much time outside as humanly possible before winter arrives. Whether it’s hiking through trees that look like they’re painted in watercolor or simply breathing in the cool, fresh air on the back deck, there’s something magical about embracing the beauty of our home state this time of year.

On an impromptu weekend trip down to Seward, we caught a perfectly sunny and calm day to play along the beach, collecting shells, fancy rocks and sea glass. We played at the park, tested out the local gelato, and enjoyed dinner at one of the local restaurants with friends. The airbnb for the night boasted a large, kid friendly outdoor area, so smores and bike rides were a must. None of the old bikes had training wheels, so the girls essentially taught themselves to ride around the big, gravel parking lot without any assistance, in a matter of about fifteen minutes.

We’ve definitely slacked this summer on the bike riding, and taking the time to become comfortable riding without the training assist. It is not easy trying to help all three at once, or even two at once with both parents- you are constantly hopping from one kid to the next, trying to keep the collisions and frustrations to a minimum and certainly a reason for the lack of progression in this area to date. Managing three at once is like a mix of running from one wobbly bike to the next while offering words of encouragement, untangling the occasional crash or wobble over and corresponding raging kid, and celebrating each triumphant moment with cheers. The thrill of watching them gain confidence and balance all at once is also a great feeling—though by the end of the moment, you’ve likely run a mini marathon, and probably need to find some bandaids!

Within a few minutes Reagan was circling the driveway, keeping her pace and confidence up across the dips and bumps, and Harper followed soon after. Emerie attempted a bit slower and more timidly than her sisters, but also caught on quickly until she tumbled and scraped up her hand. There are perks to all three learning so many skills at the same time (not just parental cardio!), because if the first kid can do it, confidence is boosted for the other two. That, and a little friendly competition.

Back at home in the following weeks, Craig removed the extra wheels from two of the three pedal bikes, and so far Harper and Reagan keep the momentum going, literally! They are improving at pushing off unassisted and not always asking for help. Emerie insists on training wheels, even after rocking it down in Seward, and we aren’t fighting it until she gets more confident. I wonder if her bifocal plays into some of her hesitation; that can’t be easy to balance with. We are taking short walks more frequently in the evening, both to wear them out and to let them practice. The discovery of downhill acceleration was quite a highlight one night too, and now we have are defined direction to go each time.

In addition to muscle powered machines, we tested out the new motor track by our house one sunny morning. It took several clear articulations to convince them going through the puddles and mud purposefully was okay, and even then they still hesitated. Everyone is also a bit timid to tackle big hills and splash through puddles, which meant the parents (ahem…Craig) had quite the unexpected cardio workout. Every time the terrain looked a little too daunting, an adult needed to run over to give a push, give them more throttle up a slope, or coax the wheels out of a mud puddle. After unsticking kids multiple times, we found they were far more excited to ride loops in the wet grass with their friends, over and over again, than test out the muddy hills. Sassy Emerie emerged as she constantly hollered at Oliver, you can’t catch me! He looked at her perplexed that they were even racing, which was pretty cute, and she found it hilarious. Harper rode the loop over and over again, and didn’t want to stop until she was wet up to her shoulders; Reagan enjoyed the loops and then wandered over to the playground equipment while her sisters continued to circle.

Another end of summer event greatly enjoyed by our household is the annual Trick or Treat in the Heat. This event occurs well before the normal Halloween and gives local kids the chance to participate while it’s less frigid and dark outside. The meaning behind the event is much more significant than just having fun, and relates to a young boy more than a decade ago who lost his fight to cancer, but not before his neighborhood came together and gave him an amazing September trick-or-treat experience. The even now fundraises thousands of dollars for cancer research and the Ronald McDonald house, which is really cool. This year we went all in on a family theme, with a “big” and “small” trio of Sanderson sisters from Hocus Pocus. Harper insisted a witch was her pick this year, which nicely supported the idea. Emerie was displeased that she couldn’t be Elsa for the 6th year in a row.

We watched the original Hocus Pocus movie for the first time, with hesitation at the beginning and investment by the middle, and Craig spun up the enthusiasm by endorsing one of the sisters himself, and convincing Cousin Tyler to do the same. One of the best parts of the entire evening? Watching people walking opposite as us smile sweetly upon seeing the girls all matched in their dresses and wigs, then seeing their eyes level with Craig’s fully gowned awesomeness, and bursting into a big chuckle. I probably witnessed that at least a dozen times, with many kudos from other dads.

The rain held off for the evening and it remained warm enough to leave coats in the car. Reagan called me her twin all night in our matching outfits, Emerie finally accepted being the bossy one was okay only because Craig was too, and Harper had the need for speed and kept trying to get ahead of the group for the best pick of candy. That might also relate to all the empty candy wrappers in her bag…

One other fun fall evening this week- we finally took the girls up to Flat Top for a hike around the base of the mountain, something we haven’t actually done with them before. There were many hollers of I can see EVERYTHING from up here and wow we are so high; and the occasional demand to know where our house and Miss Tawni’s house were below. The adventure started out sunny and warm, but ended in clouds and a brisk wind; thank goodness we brought hoodies with us. The girls scrambled up the hilly parts full of energy; apparently we should have proceeded further up the mountain, because they were still energetic on the return home. All three carried Ziploc baggies and filled them with treasures- you know, berries you can’t eat, colorful leaves, twigs, you name it. The discovery of edible Alaskan blueberries resulted in a few blue fingers and requests to go berry picking another day, something we haven’t actually done this year.

It is nice to get out and about and share a love of nature as a family. After a stressful month at work for both Craig and myself, getting out and releasing that stress is really helpful for our sanity, as a parent, a triplet parent, and a full time employee. Fall has arrived and that means more hikes, festivals, and enjoying the last month of warmth before the cold and all the beauty that comes with it returns for the year.

❤

Aug 23

Summer Side Up

Somehow summer is beginning to wrap up and school has started once again. This was our first summer without the kids in some kind of daycare (for the most part) and our first one with grade school aged kids, with all that entails. Everyone says it goes by in a blink -something that I believe also occurs to kidless people in terms of the shortness of Alaska’s summertime- and before I knew it, back to school pressure was on! While school is a topic I haven’t tackled yet, let’s delve into some of the fun happenings since our return from Juneau in mid-July.

Emerie had her first eye check in six months and passed with flying colors. The daily patching -with much effort I might add- is genuinely making a difference in the sight of her left eye and her brain’s awareness to use it. While patching will continue for at least another year or two, we are very excited to see the results that equal about 20/40 vision and greatly improve her future welfare.

The other day I heard Emerie reflect to a neighbor kid that she has to wear glasses because Doctor Winkle told her to and that patching helps her eye get strong. She clearly articulated that she only did it because he said so, not her parents :D.

Enjoying and playing outside as much as possible during the summer months is a requirement. Since sunny weather is more of a rarity the past few years and something to take advantage of as much as possible, the girls are finding new ways to entertain themselves and enjoy the warmth. This specifically pertains to anything flower or berry related (Reagan constantly warns her sisters don’t eat the sick berries, those make you sick!), grass soups and other creations, and all types of tea parties, pretend and with real food and drinks. Harper especially likes setting up such events for her dolls and seals and later inviting her sisters.

Harper also now announces herself into a room with a loud (and proud) Harper alert! Harper alert! and a grand entrance into the space. It’s pretty cute.

Another general accomplishment from Reagan, her first braid! She was SO excited to show her first twist braid, and all by herself. Having three girls, I can’t until until the day that they start doing each others hair. The makeup portion of that journey has already begun, but maybe I should rephrase to say when the makeup and hairstyles are socially acceptable in public…although Craig has no problem sporting that wild eye shadow and going out and about.

Her creativity continues, more recently with toilet paper rolls creating wishing fountains. One caveat I noticed after the fact- when she ran out of toilet paper rolls, she went into the bathrooms and unrolled the ENTIRE new rolls and left it in a hot mess by the toilet. So. Much. TP.

You wouldn’t believe the compilation of flowers that pop up all over the house. Dried flowers, drown flowers, moldy flowers, beautiful bouquets, fist fights over who gets what flower, explosions of petals in the car, under their bed, stuck to your socks…essentially across every surface of our living space. A $15 flower bouquet from the store gets hours of enjoyment, and some fighting, and is well worth the money! We now draw and paint flowers, the girls seek out lupin for Grandma Sue and fireweed for me, just to make sure we see them (real or artistic), and they exist to the level that rocks existed around us when the girls were toddlers. #flowerpower … right?

Another box checked for back to school, the triple haircut. I took all three to my favorite hair expert, who just so happens to be a twin mom and all around rock star of a human, and we survived an hour adventure resulting in three haircuts and much excitement over the machine that sucks the hair off the floor and into it. Everyone wanted a quick wash (because why not!) before their trim and air dried while the next had a turn. Reagan begged to have shorter than shouldn’t length so we compromised with hers an inch shorter than her sisters, but still past shoulder length.

In addition to a triple haircut was our next dentist visit. I’m happy to report no cavities -maybe a bit shocked by that too- and plan to seal all those new molars in about six months, that are now popping through everyone’s gums. We also have more loose teeth, although none are ready to commit, we anticipate those top front ones will be abandoning ship sometime this school year, based on the latest x-rays.

I made it approximately two weeks with kid booster seats in the back of my Toyota Rav4. My love for my car lasted a decade, but juggling three kids into boosters forced me to upgrade to a roomier vehicle with a third row. We broke it in a trip to Girdwood to enjoy Double Musky, and I’m loving the girls now buckle themselves in like professionals, after five plus years of four point harnesses. Milestone achieved!

Grandma Anne visited for a few weeks in July. The adorable picture you see next to this paragraph shows her handiwork on custom colored kuspuks, which still fit but needed minor mending to accommodate the girls growing bigger. The girls played lots of board games, crafted with everything from glue to glitter, and read lots of books during the visit.

Our kitty Winston went missing for 12 days, reappearing the night before we left for Kenai, vocal and malnourished from wherever he landed. A night or two is no concern, but after a week we reported him to the pound with no success. He ended up snuggling in the girls’ beds that first night and getting lots of love, and seems to be doing better now. Harper was very excited for this cuddle picture with him.

Another summer past time, constant trips to the you-pick farm. I have to at least add this to the blog, knowing it’s one of my favorite adventures and gets easier to do every year. The girls love jumping on the massive blowup strawberry (which was deflated on our last visit disappointingly), and ready for the fall zip line fun. We also impatiently wait for potatoes, carrots, and peas to open.

This picture articulates a creative activity the girls invented while playing at home over the summer. When focused on something around the house and not physically upstairs, fashion shows begin with the theme “dress like Mom.” This usually entails a master bedroom closet raid, complete with boots, shirts, skirts and hoodies donned and strutting around the house. The volume exponentially increases after a few minutes, and by far the favorite accessory is the discovery of bras, which produces a huge amount of giggles and wildness when on display. By the time I return upstairs, it’s an explosion of clothes (the less fun part of it for me!).

After a weekend at home to recover from our excursion down south, we packed up once again and headed to Kenai, this time for a family meetup for the next set of identicals (twins) to join the family. I completely dropped the ball on travel preparation, forgetting entirely to book somewhere to stay. Luckily we received an amazing offer to use a camper for two nights, parked outside of Jaren and Savaya’s house. The girls were thrilled at this new accommodation, since it’s “so” different from staying at a hotel or at a new house, as the girls say when we go somewhere (we return to our old house on the way back!), and overall other than a bit cold, they did pretty well. All three slept in the top bunk over the driver seat, while Craig and I corralled in the bed in the back and Grandma had the table turned bed. And you know what you do to solve being cold? Have a kid sleep next to you.

Sue and I helped set up the lady bug themed baby shower while Craig wandered with the kids through parks and jump parks on the peninsula. During the event the girls were in high spirits, continually sipping cups of juice, munching on snacks, and scarfing down a slice of cake as they ran around with the other kids on the beautiful, sunny day. All three seemed to enjoy watching Amber open presents and seeing all the baby outfits and goodies; it was a sweet reminder of how long ago that stage feels for us and how it really wasn’t that long ago. Everyone colored custom happy baby shower pictures along with our presents, sported pink necklaces (because baby girls of course!) and ran around with the ladybug fans and balloons for most of the afternoon. They were exhausted from the excitement and the fact everyone was cold and up way earlier than normal after a late night. I managed to get Emerie and Reagan to briefly doze off on an intentionally long drive back to the camper; Harper not so much, but she did settle for a bit in her booster seat.

We attempted a short lived fishing venture that night, not heading out until well around normal kiddo bedtime. It was still light and sunny and exactly three kid life jackets were waiting for us. The girls were full of energy and couldn’t resist running along the water, tossing rocks and collecting grass and wildflowers, completely unconcerned with how dirty they were getting or interrupting other folks trying to make a catch. After Savaya caught a fish, Jaren turned into a tour guide, showing them all the fascinating details of the catch—the slippery scales, the wiggling fish, and of course, those eyes that seemed to beg for a poke by three excited girls. They gathered around curiously as Jaren strung it up, getting a front-row seat to the process. It was a thrilling few minutes that would be replayed in their minds long after the drive home that night.

It was quite the whirlwind weekend, but also really fun! I look forward to these memories all year round and especially when timed with family. We are so lucky to be able to hop in the car and drive to see so many extended family members, something I did not grow up with. I’m already looking forward to next year, planning to step up our game for some real combat (dipnet) fishing, or get out on a boat. On the return drive we pit stopped at the train car for waffles, making sure Craig had a chance to experience it and I enjoyed a fancy coffee. The waffles were as delicious as ever (I finally tried them!), and the kids enjoyed the fun of eating in such a unique spot. By the time we made it back to town in the early afternoon, we (the adults obviously) were happily worn out and the kids happy to be home, with full bellies and a weekend’s worth of new memories to cherish.

Our next adventures relate to back to school and my kindergartners turning into first graders. More to come on that soon!

❤

Aug 09

Don’t “Juneau” What We Did This Summer?!

Better late than never is my theme lately on life blogs. Summer is often such a whirlwind that keeps us constantly on the move; I always have the best intentions of documenting the cute and exciting things that happen, the funny moments, the unexpected surprises, and the sweet (or hilarious!), everyday comments that ring into my ears. But before I know it, another day has passed, and I realize I forgot to jot down those memories to expand on later. Staying connected through these little updates over the years helps everyone feel more involved and more present, even when we’re miles apart. It’s one way to ensure that no matter how hectic life gets -and it can get pretty hectic with three- we’re all part of the adventure, the ups and downs, the big moments and the little ones, together.

We trekked down to Juneau for nearly two weeks at the start of July, with the plan to work in state office buildings there while the girls bummed around the city with Grandma Sue, wreaking the normal triplet havoc. We broke the record on number of suitcases, and resulted in what I felt like quite the spectacle lugging everything into the airport. The girls each had a tiny, pull behind carry on stuffed to the brim with their dolls and toys, and they even dragged their booster seats to the ticket counter, with minimal grumbling and groaning on the way. TSA and getting to the gate were much easier this time around -we haven’t flown with them in about 15 months- and they were oddly displeased at the lack of requirement for shoe removal as we passed through security. In fact, they strongly expressed their disdain to the agents, who were cracking up about it as they passed through. And I can also say, going through security with three six-year-olds is faster than going through it alone for a work trip: figure that one out!!

We occupied the back row of the 737 aircraft, which is actually amazing with multiple kids in tow and minimal turbulence. Reagan wanted Mom time on the way down and everyone swapped parents on the ride back. The best part about the flight down, besides how ridiculously smooth it was (for once), were her sentiments, which mostly consisted of repeating Mom, is this dangerous? It feels dangerous. Is flying dangerous? I think it’s dangerous. Once above the clouds and leveled out, she demanded to know why aren’t we moving anymore? How do we get there if we aren’t moving? It was unusually smooth, with only bright, blue sky and a layer of clouds below, giving the “air” (haha) of stillness.

After boarding Emerie asked twenty times when we would actually move and eventually figured it out as we pushed back. Harper stopped and explained to several smiling passengers that she was a triplet, and that her and Emerie are indeed twins, with another sister being her triplet. She continued to explain she had her own sac and so did her sisters and on and on… I still find it somewhat disconcerting that the layout of them before birth is explicitly shared to random strangers at the airport, at the store, everywhere.

Flights both directions were uneventful and everyone snacked and watched Bluey or Lion Guard on the iPad with minimal fighting; Craig worked on another yarn project and I listened to music and played random iPad games. One store had iPhone looking gum containers that were also devoured on the return flight; so funny. And I now believe we can tackle a longer flight and actually leave Alaska for a trip, and we will survive it! With a full backpack of snacks.

We stayed at Papa Cliff’s house for the whole trip, pulling sleepy blondes out of bed bright and early and loading the car in pajamas and messy hair, to drop them off at Grandma Sue’s to get ready and have fun for the day. Some nights everyone went to bed smoothly, other nights resulted in random and hyper chaos. For the most part, everyone slept well once asleep, and even through all the fireworks on the 4th of July, which were much louder and more constant than at home in Anchorage. At one point I could hear Harper comforting Emerie on the loud booms, explaining they were fireworks and she didn’t need to be scared. Very sweet.

Fourth of July weather was nice for the most part, at least in Juneau standards. It poured for a few minutes during the first downtown parade, nothing raincoats couldn’t handle. It didn’t diminish any candy collection or excitement; and Juneau may have a better parade than Anchorage! This being my first experience at it -we tried during our unplanned visit in 2019 and gave up due to the lack of parking and tiny toddlers in tow- and it was really fun. We grabbed hot coffees and smoothies at Heritage and walked over for the fun. The girls wore fancy flag dresses recycled from another triplet mom, fancy braids and hair ties (of course), and to top it off everyone’s faces were bejewled with sparkly “gems,” including Craig’s. Auntie Amanda was a little harder to convince, although I do believe one, lone gem made it on her cheek after we pinned her down.

The girls retrieved SO much candy. It must be a Juneau thing to distribute saltwater taffy and all the adults seemed quite excited by that too. The biggest monstrosity of the entire event was the man handing out plastic whistles to EVERYONE, and the crowd suddenly turned into a throng of tiny noisemakers. Parents winced while the kids, of course, thought the increase in volume was fantastic. I found myself caught in the middle of this chaotic symphony, ears ringing as I tried to embrace the sound increase. It was a sensory overload, but seeing the girls’ faces light up with joy was pretty priceless, and those damn whistles were hidden not long after we returned to the house.

We trekked over to the Douglas Island parade to ensure we had enough candy…and apparently more whistles, and enjoyed lunch at Island Pub. After the second parade the girls were climbing all over Auntie Alicia and Amanda, wanting to be carried, which was great for Craig and I not giving into it (hehe). We explored the beach a bit and played at the playground, snacked on lemonade and cotton candy, and it was an all around good day.

Another reason for the timing of the trip was for Craig’s 20 year high school reunion; somehow he (we) is that old overnight. The girls played a solid two and a half hours at the playground by the barbecue, with only a bit of rain and a lot of sand to ensure everyone was very dirty by the end. They didn’t even sit down to eat their burgers, and were very tired on the way home.

Another day one of my fabulous coworkers took us out for the girls’ first boating experience. Balancing their enthusiasm with safety was crucial, as we caught waves in hopes of seeing some wildlife. Riding a boat with three kids in Alaska is a minor feat in itself, and the very reason we hadn’t attempted this adventure when they were smaller. Other than the constant adult holding each kid’s life vests as we moved, it was a pretty easy experience and no one landed in the water or needed rescuing, even our wonderful tour guide from triplet time.

The breathtaking view of rugged mountains, expansive waters, and spots of sunshine provided a stunning backdrop; it is hard to describe. Even after growing up in this inspiring state, I am still in awe at such beautiful moments and hope the kids grow to appreciate how lucky we are to be here and raise our kids here. The kids, bundled up in warm layers, were filled with excitement and curiosity, pointing out every splash, boat, and potential animal sighting. We didn’t fish and catered to the demands to see specific wildlife, including a bunch of sea lions and whales. Harper expressed her opinion that we didn’t find any wild seals -which we spotted a different day from a dock by downtown- but also enjoyed listening to the sea lions expressive conversation from a distance. Luckily the girls have their father’s DNA when it comes to motion sickness, and the movement had no resulting effects on them. It was a memorable afternoon.

In addition to the boat excursion, one morning Sue took us to a beach at a low, negative tide, to see what we could find. As you can see from the photos, no hair was done or breakfast eaten, faces were dirty, but at least we changed out of pajamas and into coats and boots! It was well worth the reduced sleep, and I enjoyed it too as an “Anchorage city girl” myself. We left with three buckets of shells and other treasures…and happy girls.

Another first that my mom heart strings weren’t completely ready for, their first sleepover without mom or dad. While my emotions were a mix of pride and a pang of sadness on the realism they continue to grow up, it went smoother than I thought it would. In fact, it was no big deal to all three, sleeping over at Grandma Sue and Papa Lon’s house, and all demanding to sleep in Auntie Manda’s bed. I question if adults had a comfortable night of sleep, but everyone seemed in good spirits the following morning, and like it was no big deal. Sob!

One day after work we explored downtown and looked around for seal earrings, one piece of jewelry Harper desperately wants me to find, and I’m not sure actually exists. In the past I’ve found a diamond panda necklace and turtle earrings, but nothing seal related (which is not surprising). Auntie Amanda treated the girls to ice cream and I even cheated on my no sugar and ate a few chocolate covered, Alaskan blueberries (SO good). Emerie found a stuffed turtle with a baby on its shell, Harper found a stuffed seal she HAD to have for the collection, and Reagan spotted a panda face plate that she wanted more than a stuffy. I am happy to report the plate even made it back home without getting broken!

We finished our two weeks of adventures with two normal tourist activities when you visit, checking out the massive whale fountain and walking out to the falls. We lucked out on clear blue skies for our downtown excursion, and the girls begged me to find enough coinage for a wish at the fountain. It was a VERY big deal. In fact, Harper wished for a fabulous pink dress OR a pet seal to live in the bathtub, Reagan wished for all the Princess Sofia dresses in the land, and Emerie insisted she couldn’t divulge her wish with me or it wouldn’t come true, so who knows what whim she willed as her quarter went into the water.

We later walked to the waterfall out by the glacier, with a huge throng of tourist buses, moving very slowly. It was the perfect mix of clouds and warmth, so the walk wasn’t overly hot or bright, and the girls didn’t complain about temperature. They did complain about distance on the return trip, on a flat, gravel pathway, but managed to survive such hardship by collecting rocks, climbing and jumping off rocks, random screaming, and befriending a baby squirrel that followed us a ways. Harper at one pointed even noted I’m tired and my feet hurt, I need water and I just want to sit and watch TV… for a walk of less than a mile each direction!! The falls were beautiful and surprisingly loud, and everyone climbed up for a closer look. Grandma also muscled them up on one of the huge rocks, so they could stand in awe at the top and see everyone down below, much to their joy.

Also on the way back, Grandma Sue went into a legendary only-Sue-can-come-up-with-this-BS explanation on how the large rocks fell down the mountain from Elsa’s high castle, because it’s summer and the warm weather is making everything melt… something like, since it’s summer now and Elsa’s magic isn’t keeping things cold anymore, everything is starting to melt—including the mountains! That’s why these rocks have come crashing down and don’t look frozen anymore. Adults passing by were cracking up and pausing to inconspicuously listen to the animated narration while the girls (especially Emerie) argued about the validity of the information. The tale continued to expand as Sue defended her version of events with a mischievous smile. I mean if you really think about it…why not?? Juneau has a great winter climate with loads of snow (lately), it’s secluded and peaceful from the rest of the world, very beautiful, the northern lights boast their own type of magic that she could probably tap into, there’s lots of wildlife and options to connect with nature, and on and on! Yeah yeah, I’ll stop now. Suffice to say after a couple of weeks, Emerie is fully convinced that Queen Elsa of Arandale lives in Juneau during the winter, and is displeased that we missed her presence because our visit was the wrong season. Grandma has some work to do to keep her story true for next time we head down during the winter season! I have a feeling we will be trekking out to the falls in our snow gear.

All in all, it was a good trip- I questioned if two weeks away from home would be too long, but now that the girls are older and activities are easier to do, it was just right. They befriended a number of other kids on several play dates, kids we will have to see again on our future visits. They enjoyed many outdoor adventures and beach visits, parades and tasty foods, and spending time with family, i.e. torturing Auntie Amanda and Papa Lon, climbing all over Alicia and getting snuggles, and you can’t forget all the nail polish salon afternoons that occurred too. Good memories!

Until the next time ❤

Jul 05

Little Entrepreneurs & Summer Shenanigans

The girls embraced their entrepreneurial spirit during the first weekend of sun this summer and set up a lemonade stand at the end of the driveway, in coordination with the adjacent neighbor’s moving sale. For over two hours the night prior, all three worked on customized signs, using lots of color and adding hand drawn lemons and cookies. My freehand bubbles letters are not great, but their tracing and coloring over them turned out nicely. If you look closely, stylistically all three signs are very different, with Reagan spending a great deal of time drawing patterns in the letters, Emerie went for a more jagged look, and Harper added a cookie path at the bottom. Craig woke up early that morning to hand squeeze two Costco bags of lemons, and I managed to drop an entire first batch of it on the front steps (at least it wasn’t inside!) as we were setting up. Life lesson, carry juice containers from the bottom, not by the handle, which is useless…. The girls also helped Sue make chocolate chip cookie bars and her special rice krispy treats, which were individually bagged and ready to show the neighborhood the delicious treats typical in our household.

The two hour event was busy, and definitely hot from the first direct sun of the season! The girls hung out for most of it -a year ago it probably wouldn’t have held their interest that long- and Craig even had to run to the store for more lemons, thanks to my fiasco. We ended up raising the goodies to $1 a bag, after getting a lot of grief they were too low. The first sale of the day from a neighbor produced a $5 payment, which impressed me but not the girls, who seem to have a preference for quarters. It took about two hours to completely sell out, which I didn’t expect to happen! By the end of the morning, inflation became a major factor in prices and the girls were telling people $20 for a cookie bag, up to $36! Good thing that came with lots of giggling.

A few other notable things from this past June:

With childcare costs dramatically increasing this year, we opted to bring Grandma Sue up to spend time with the kids while the parents worked. With Craig traveling for work and me heading off to the office each morning, the girls discovered a couple new shows; one being The Lion Guard, a spinoff show to the Lion King, and Sofia the First, which is all about the princesses. In addition to some new shows, all three collected sticks on our adventures this month, absolutely heartbroken with denials they couldn’t come in the car, so in true Grandma Sue style, everyone found new sticks and made customized “Rafiki sticks” to play with. After lots of feathers and other craft material, and half of Craig’s hot glue from the garage, all three prance around with them proudly, surveying the pride lands of Alaska. Summer is fun, folks!

Two weeks of real sunshine meant all kinds of backyard activities to shove into that time, in case July turns cloudy and rainy like last year. The girls turn into self proclaimed “swim-girls” and love selecting a swimsuit to rock for the day. The water slide came out a number of times, as well as the kiddie pool, with insistence that cold water is still not acceptable. After many summers, the water table is still a hit, whether it’s filled with Orbies, water, dirt, or a combination of the three. The puppy also enjoys drinking out of it.

A sunny week wouldn’t be complete without a quick jog down to the Alaska Wildlife Conservation Center in Portage at least once. It was a perfect day and warm enough to leave the coats off, even with the breeze. We accidentally timed it to see a newborn, surprise baby muskox- only 16 hours old and snuggled in the sun, not a care in the world. After many fruit snacks and my feet are tired -oh and the picking of TONS of dandelions and other weeds- we had a great afternoon. Did I drive toward Portage at the end to make them sit in a patch of lupine for a photo?? You bet I did!

Our annual trip to Kenai was also a success. Craig continued to work from the office that week and I attended a work inspection and public involvement event while the girls chilled and explored with Grandma, and it was even easier to navigate than last year’s excursion. We did the usual fun, hopped over to Homer for an afternoon to walk along the spit, swing on the swing by the ocean, eat cheeseburgers to warm up, and find more flowers, played at the main Soldotna playground and walked along the Kenai River, and even ate breakfast (caramel waffles) in a retired train car, which was really cool. Dinner at cousin Jamie’s house, with smores and a fire, is now an expected activity when we wander around the peninsula. The girls really enjoyed playing games with Hayden and Maddie while Grandma and Mom had a nice break around the fire. We ended up staying up late every night, and the girls did pretty well with the routine change and were up for the challenge.

The first Saturday market visit of the summer couldn’t have been on a better day. The girls went down the massive slide a dozen times, their pace eventually slowing up three flights of stairs. Craig, Papa Cliff and I rode the merry-go-round a couple of times, even sitting on the horses. The spinning swings were a huge hit and a first for the girls. Even Reagan, who doesn’t like going fast, had a huge smile plastered on her face. Emerie posed her arms and legs silly ways each time around, looking like a suspended ballerina, and Harper hollered and yelled snarky remarks at us each time they circled.

One spinning ride turned out to be a little too adventurous, even though Harper and Emerie pleaded with to ride it again. All three were strapped in together, and as the ride picked up speed, they forcefully ended up squished into one side, laughing and squealing. Reagan, on the other hand, wore a look of pure terror, clutching the safety bar as if her life depended on it, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and regret. Harper and Emerie, meanwhile, couldn’t stop giggling, their infectious laughter filling the air. It was a scene straight out of a comedy show, although Reagan might not completely agree with that. We all agreed that we’d save that ride for another summer, or perhaps next time, when a non-motion sick adult could join to keep the peace and balance the scales a bit. Until then, we’ll stick to the merry-go-round and super slides!

We also adventured a little north this year and rented a cabin in Talkeetna for a few days. It was a nice break to go somewhere we haven’t explored in a while, and the girls wanted to check out EVERY single tourist shop in downtown. It was a lot of fun and all kinds of treasures were found, including patterns to a turtle and seal themed quilt -which Grandma Anne is now tasked with making, as well as finding an equivalent panda pattern to create for Reagan- and felted, kid-size purses, one being a panda. Lemonade stand revenue was definitely used during this trip. Much ice cream was ingested (I even cheated on my diet to collect fireweed ice cream calories), as well as a couple fun dinners out. We played along the water with a beautiful view of Denali, and timed our excursion before the wildfires up north began. The last pit stop on the way out of town was to a spruce syrup farm, who had the BEST ice cream and syrup for sale.

I can’t wrap up this blog without giving a special shout out to Craig, who continues to fully embrace his girl dad side. He not only rocked custom six-year-old makeup but did so with an admirable level of enthusiasm. The girls have a unique flair for makeup artistry, preferring to make each eye a different, vibrant shadow color, resulting in a look that can only be described as delightfully chaotic (you like that?!). And this day was no exception. Picture Craig, out and about, his eyelids a kaleidoscope of clashing colors that adorned attention with every blink. The funniest part was seeing people’s reactions – a mix of surprise and amusement – whenever they made eye contact with him; I kept forgetting about the colorful masterpiece he was sporting until he’d respond to me on something. The girls were absolutely thrilled with their work and beamed with pride as they wore their own rainbow-hued eyelids for the day. It was a testament to Craig’s dedication to making his daughters happy, no matter how wild the makeover! Don’t even get me started on his toe and fingernails….

And now, it’s time to kick off July with a bang and explore the exciting adventures that await us in Southeast Alaska!

❤

The Douglets

Triplets in Alaska

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