The perfect storm

Parenting multiple children is made up of perfect storm moments. One such occurred this morning around 6 a.m. Mia woke up early and started screeching in her bed. This is not a bad thing, as they are happy screeches, but they are annoying. Despite their somewhat happy tone, they are also "I'm bored" screeches, so one of us has to go in quickly to get her. Norah decided that her early morning feeding wasn't enough to put her back to sleep, so she was wailing. Smokey threw up, to add some charm to the proceedings. So I had to give Mia a toy to play with and hope she didn't throw it on the floor (which she does, often), get showered, and get her up while Krys dealt with Norah. The child wants to eat constantly, so she has still not gone back to sleep. Krys goes back to work next week, so we'll see how that works. We keep threatening to sell one of them to the gypsies. They are unimpressed with our threats.

So now Mia is watching a Baby Einstein video (Baby Da Vinci, if you're interested) while in her gait trainer (to build up her muscles, I swear - not to give Daddy a break!), Norah is in the bassinet screaming her head off, and Krys really wants to get in the shower. Ah, the joys of parenting. Anyone want them?