tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46696471298421530782024-03-19T08:28:22.547-04:00The Koenig TripletsKelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.comBlogger322125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-43406359807121560252014-01-22T21:53:00.000-05:002014-01-22T21:53:17.573-05:00Happy 4th Birthday!!!On Monday, January 6th, the triplets turned four years old. The following weekend we had a party to celebrate. The trio and fifteen of their friends descended upon Everland Play at Mall of Georgia. We did a Disney theme with a joint "Cars" and "Cinderella" party. The kids had a ball. They played games, ate pizza and cake, and even visited with Mickey Mouse and Cinderella. They got so many presents they couldn't even open them all the day of the party. Don't worry...we've opened them all now!<br />
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<br />Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-85655886966682152212014-01-10T12:47:00.000-05:002014-01-10T12:47:12.927-05:00Well it's not going to be me!!!If there's one thing I have been pretty good at this year it is eating humble pie! I keep making bold declarations and then promptly end up eating my own words. When most people would hear I had a blog to keep track of our busy life as a family of five they would tell me there's no way to keep it up forever. And for three years I proved them wrong. Week after week I posted every detail of our lives complete with pictures and the occasional video. Sometime around their 3rd birthday I just lost it. I just couldn't seem to find the time to fit blogging in. Kurt went back to work and suddenly the few precious moments of free time we had to ourselves in the evenings disappeared like the setting sun in the sky. <br />
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But there's a big part of me that wants this outlet. Correct that...needs this outlet. So I'm going to try and start again. First, I'll just post a couple of my favorite pics from 2013. Then from here on out we'll start fresh.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Family photo in front of where we got married</td></tr>
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Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-84254706044733062642013-05-15T21:38:00.000-04:002013-05-15T21:38:23.418-04:00Beach BabiesAt the end of April (2 weeks earlier than usual) we took our annual beach trip to Panama City Beach, Florida. When the trio was 4 month old they just lay like lumps. A year later when they were 1 1/4 they did not care for the sand very much. A year after that at 2 1/4 they liked it but I could tell they were just along for the ride. But this year was very different. The kids are 3 1/4 and they just had the best time. We swam every day and built sandcastles on the beach every day too. Two years ago we got a tip to bring a little pool down to the beach to fill with water since the kids are too young for the ocean. That was the highlight of the trip!<br />
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At night we ventured out to the local restaurants for delicious fresh seafood. And the weather was so warm and beautiful there. I swear sometimes I think I could just pack up and move to the beach. No one wanted to leave on departure day but I promised the kids we could spend lots of weekends this summer at the neighborhood pool and that seemed to pacify them. The kids were so good all the way home in the van. We only had small meltdowns at dinner and that was near the end of the journey. So proud of my babies!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">By day 3 even Jake was swimming solo</td></tr>
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<br />Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-61594705843942840722013-04-20T23:40:00.000-04:002013-04-20T23:43:09.859-04:00Family PicturesBack when we lived in Newnan we scheduled an appointment with a photographer who was also a member of my Moms of Multiples group. Through a series of scheduling conflicts we went over a year and a half without ever getting the session done. But we finally got around to it and they turned out great. They were "real" portraits instead of posed studio ones. The photographer is www.brennabphotography.com<br />
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<br />Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-52699984643332120872013-04-20T09:39:00.001-04:002013-04-20T09:39:24.431-04:00Easter FunThe kids had a ball at Easter a few weeks ago. We had a brunch with the whole family over at Mimi and Papa's house. Thankfully the rain held off long enough to hunt Easter eggs. By the time we were heading out though the rain came in full fury. Here are some pics from the hunt:<br />
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And a collage I put together of each of the kids' first four Easters. <br />
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<br />Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-18764563178492186702013-04-04T21:54:00.000-04:002013-04-04T21:54:02.866-04:00Brusha, Brusha, BrushaAt the kids' dentist appointments a few months ago the dentist said we could start using regular toothpaste instead of the "baby" non-fluoride paste we'd been using. It took a little time to get used to the switch because we had to teach the trio to swish and spit out the paste. But they are getting the hang of it. Of course their aim is a little wild so our sink looks like it's been sprayed with milky water. Oh well, that's life!<br />
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<br />Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-1467861056651877602013-03-26T22:43:00.001-04:002013-03-26T22:43:50.855-04:00Moms of Multiples Spring PartyA few weeks ago our Gwinnett group had a party at a local park. Everyone brought a dish to share and plastic eggs for the kids to have an egg hunt. There was even an Easter bunny there posing for pictures with the kids. Although the bunny was pretty scary. Not sure where he came from! There was a limit on the number of eggs each child should collect and there were many responsible parents enforcing the rules but some were not. There was this one little girl loading up her basket as fast as she could and no parents in sight. I hate irresponsible people! But despite this issue the kids had a ball. And I even saw an old high school friend there with her family. A great day!<br />
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<br />Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-2363806720471660372013-03-20T22:22:00.000-04:002013-03-20T22:22:01.254-04:00The Graduate<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Most of this blog is devoted to the childrens' accomplishments but every now and then it's only fair we get to sneak some in. One of the reasons I've been behind in blogging is because I was studying the 8th (and final) course to earn my CPCU designation. It's the equivalent of a masrer's degree in the insurance world. It was very grueling & took me close to 10 years off and on to complete it. But now I'm done & I will be graduating soon! Here are some pics taken at work during a celebration.Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-67429953690133546702013-03-19T17:04:00.000-04:002013-03-19T17:04:06.628-04:00What happened to February???Last month I did something I've never done in the 3 1/2 years I've been blogging...<br />
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<br />Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-29097630420084840642013-01-14T22:04:00.004-05:002013-01-14T22:04:53.449-05:00All Smiles For The DentistKurt is not your average Dad. He laughs in the face of a challenge. He is SUPER Dad. The kids had a dentist appointment (their first) and he volunteered to take the three of them by himself. Some fathers don't even want to be left alone to care for their children for an hour let alone load them up and haul them all to the dentist. But he did it. And thankfully the kids were well-behaved and enjoyed their first visit. All 3 had x-rays taken, their teeth cleaned and polished, and a fluoride treatment. At the end they were rewarded with goodie-bags of toothbrushes, stickers, toys and they even got a balloon. The doctor said all three looked fantastic. The only concern is to keep an eye on Sarah's thumb-sucking. We may need to start intervening if she is not giving it up naturally. She's already starting to get an overbite. <br />
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<br />Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-29373062792057949892013-01-13T22:18:00.000-05:002013-01-13T22:18:18.026-05:00The Easiest Party Ever!A few months back we went to a three year old's birthday party at an indoor play-center and the kids just had a ball. I wasn't really even thinking about their birthday at that time but they had so much fun I thought I'd look into it. After checking a few different places, I realized this would be way out of our budget. But I only checked on Saturdays and Sundays. When I found out Friday nights were about half the price, I knew we could do it. We had the party at Monkey Joe's and it went great! The staff there was so amazing. They took care of everything for us and made the whole thing really simple. As the mom, I usually end up running around everywhere getting things done. But this time I actually got to sit back and enjoy. It was wonderful! And the kids had the time of their lives!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A very special welcome to the party</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love how excited Jake is to blow out the candles</td></tr>
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<br />Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-71218858846659728852013-01-10T22:21:00.000-05:002013-01-10T22:21:06.852-05:003 Year Checkup<span style="font-family: inherit;">Today we took the kids to their pediatrician. The doctor was very pleased that all 3 are hitting their milestones on target. I asked the doctor about Jacob not being able to say his "F" & "S" sounds. She was not worried. She said many kids have trouble with those letters. She said if it's still a problem at their 4 year checkup then we may be referred to a speech therapist. The kids were very well behaved and polite & loved playing with all the doc's instruments- flashlight, stethoscope, blood pressure cuff, etc. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Here are the kids' stats along with the how they compare to others their age:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Sarah is 37in tall (41%) & weighs 32lbs (63%)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Jake is 36.75in tall (25%) & weighs 33lbs (64%)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Luke is 37in tall (31%) & weighs 34.5lbs (77%) </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I think Luke must have been retaining water or something because he usually weighs less than Jake.</span><br />
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Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-68049878308961432682013-01-06T22:10:00.001-05:002013-01-06T22:10:44.613-05:00The Trio's 3rd BirthdayToday the trio turned 3 years old. Wow, that sounds like a huge milestone. But I know in the blink of an eye I will turn around and they will be 5 and starting kindergarten. And on and on. <br />
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Around lunch time we met up with Nana, Pa, and Nanny for a birthday lunch at Chili's. It took two hours (and made the kids cranky) but we still had fun. Later, Mimi, Papa, Memaw, and Bob came over for dinner. More gifts, more fun, and more sugar. <br />
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By bedtime the kids were tired and cranky. But mercifully they went to bed easily and I haven't heard a peep since. <br />
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I thought it would be fun to make pictures of the kids then and now. What a difference 3 years makes. <br />
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<br />Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-35377129908618635682013-01-06T00:09:00.002-05:002013-01-06T00:09:53.362-05:00Happy Birthday Eve!The majority of dates that pass by don't leave an indelible mark on your mind. But some do. One of those days was three years ago tonight. It was a Tuesday. I was on day 21 of hospital bed-rest. To say I was restless and wanted to leave the hospital was a HUGE understatement. The day before on Monday I had a decrease in platelet count and other key labs that concerned the doctor. But by Tuesday things had leveled out and I actually showed a slight improvement. The doctor was very impressed with my progress and predicted I could possibly go another few weeks. I was determined to do it. Then overnight the bottom fell out. Things suddenly took a dramatic turn and the doctors felt it was best to deliver the babies. My blood pressure was sky high and all my lab work showed things were going south fast. I was determined that this was just a road block and we could push on. But I got some "tough love" from the doctor who delivered the triplets and I finally conceded that delivery was best. So Tuesday, the calm before the storm, is one of those days that will be etched in my mind forever. <br />
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Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-23070893875403108552013-01-03T22:18:00.000-05:002013-01-03T22:18:06.011-05:00Holiday happenings...in a hurry!I looked down at the blog today and realized it's been a few weeks since I posted. I hate when I do that. I feel like I have to cram in a bunch of stuff (like a highlight reel) in just one post. There's no way to really tell everyone everything we did. But of course I'll try. <br />
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The kids had a Christmas program at their school where they sang their version of the 12 Days of Christmas. Their version had just 5 days. Lucas was a part of the "5 ornaments" group, Jacob the "3 silver bells" group and Sarah the "2 strands of light" group. It was absolutely adorable. They love their preschool so much! Sometime after their birthday they will be moving up into the next class. They will miss Ms. Kristen so much. <br />
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Christmas morning was absolutely magical! Kurt and I stayed up late to put the train table together and the kids were blown away Christmas morning. I'm glad my Mom took some video of it. The kids were spoiled at every family gathering and they now have petitioned to have Christmas every month. Luckily our house in not a democracy! <br />
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For New Year's Eve we used a half-off coupon to go see the lights at Lake Lanier. The kids absolutely loved all the displays. Jake liked roasting the marshmallows and Lucas liked playing under the snow maker. I sure hope we get some real snow here this year so Lucas can see actual snow not just ice shooting out of a machine. Sarah just loved everything. We put the kids to bed around 10pm and Kurt and I toasted the new year on our sofa. It was just where I wanted to be.<br />
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In a few days the kids will be having their 3rd birthday. I can't believe we have ever made it this far. Our munchkins are growing up. Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-76416561804230696172012-12-18T22:45:00.000-05:002012-12-18T22:45:51.667-05:00Seeing Santa<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="text-align: start;">The trio is just a few weeks shy of their third birthday. And just the right age to be TERRIFIED of Santa. I was hoping this would not be the case and they would actually enjoy the experience. All week we talked about Santa and all three expressed how excited they were. Sarah planned to ask for a new doll, Jake for trains, and Lucas a candy cane. They were even still excited while we stood in line. Then the moment was upon us... Sarah was cool with sitting on Santa's lap. Lucas clung to the security of Mrs. Clause instead. Jake wanted no part of any of it. Thankfully after a few minutes and some bribing with jingle bells he came around. He still wouldn't sit on Santa's lap but he would sit on the bench by him. The pictures were pretty fun. I almost like the "crying" one best. lol</span></div>
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<br />Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-59215526440984245682012-12-06T21:44:00.001-05:002012-12-06T21:44:49.381-05:00Some Belated Turkey TalkThe week of Thanksgiving was a blur. Now here we are 2 weeks later and I'm still not sure what day it is. Between the holiday, battling colds, and studying for a big exam (which I passed) there just wasn't a lot of time for blogging. So this will be short and sweet. We had most of the family (on both sides) over to our house for a delicious meal. There were 20 of us including kids and thankfully our new bigger house could accommodate the extra guests. We would never have been able to do that in our old house. I was apprehensive that everyone would get along and enjoy the day but that's exactly what happened. Overall, it could not have gone any better. And for that, I am beyond thankful!<br />
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Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-2752804342081955772012-12-03T22:30:00.001-05:002012-12-03T22:30:40.668-05:00New Van! The title says it all. We got a new van. We didn't plan on getting a new van anytime soon but the old one died and we just didn't have any more money to sink into it. The old van was a 2000 Dodge Caravan with nearly 150,000 miles. It was given to us for Christmas 3 years ago by my folks. It was such an unbelievably generous gift at a time when we desperately needed it! The trio was about 2 weeks away from being born and up to that point we had no way to even get them all home from the hospital unless we each drove a separate car! That van got us back and forth to a lot of places in the last 3 years. And we were a little sad to see it go. <br />
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<br />But as luck would have it we found a newer used Honda Odyssey for sale at a local dealership. We got a good price and a fair trade-in on the old van. Overall, we could not be happier with the new van. It is fully loaded with leather seats, automatic sliding doors, sunroof, DVD player, and more. It is sooooo easy to get the kids in and out of the van now. It drives like a dream! While not planned...a great surprise!<br />
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<br />Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-86376489974576464102012-11-29T22:07:00.002-05:002012-11-29T22:07:54.527-05:00Lucas RichardMr. Lukeeeese,<br />
My little man who didn't want to leave his Mommy. You wanted to stay with me forever. When you were in my womb I talked to you every day. It was mostly to ask you to please dislodge your head from under my rib-cage It was very uncomfortable. You were so tangled in your cord at birth that it was a very tense few minutes to be sure you were ok. <br />
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That was the last time you've ever been slow to get started with anything. You are my little ball of energy. You are a wild man. Of course you were the first to roll over, to crawl, to pull-up, to cruise, to walk, and to run. And now you run everywhere. You were also the first to earn a trip to the ER and stitches in your head. We affectionately call you Dennis the Menace because of your adorable tuft of hair that sticks straight up and your ability to get into trouble anywhere. But you have a grin that can get you out of trouble anytime you flash it. <br />
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You are so smart. I know for sure (even at age 2) that you are going to do something with science or engineering. When you were an infant you used to just stare at my watch, analyzing it as if you were trying to figure out how it worked. You love to take things apart. You are fascinated by lights, fans, and all things electronic. <br />
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You already have such a tender heart. You are concerned when someone is hurt or upset. You give me lots of hugs and kisses and say "my mommy" which lets me know you're glad I'm your #1. You tell me every day that you love me even unprovoked. It breaks my heart when I leave for work in the morning and you watch me from the window. If I could, I would spend every day with you and your siblings. You are my world. I'm so lucky to be your Mommy. I love you so much!<br />
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Love, MommyKelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-13400722518270445352012-11-22T22:27:00.002-05:002012-11-22T22:27:54.106-05:00Jacob WilliamDear Jakers,<br />
My little chunky monkey man. The moment you took your first breath you let out a big wail and I cried because I knew you were ok. When we met the first time in the NICU you were agitated with your feeding tube and yanked it out and let the nurses know you were not happy. I should have known at that moment that everything must be just the way "Jake" likes it. You are very particular and are a happy boy as long as things are just the way you want. You do everything in your own time and not one second before. <br />
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Your smile can light up a whole room. Your laugh is adorable. I call you my little marshmallow because you love to cuddle and snuggle. You are so squeezable! You are so handsome and you look just like your Daddy. You have so many mannerisms like your Dad too. That must be why I love you so much.<br />
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I'm so proud of the way you've taken to potty-training. You are often slow to start a new task, but when you do it you "ace" it. You can name every color in the crayon box. You can count to fifteen. You recognize your shapes. Every day I find out something else that you know. You are constantly amazing me.<br />
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I am so lucky to have you in my life. You and your siblings are a dream come true. I can't wait to watch you grow and develop. I love you buddy!<br />
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MommyKelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-90269218309105913762012-11-20T22:54:00.001-05:002012-11-20T22:54:44.600-05:00Sarah GraceDear Sarah Bear,<br />
My sweet, adorable "mini-me". You are the funniest, silliest, most fun little girl I know. From the moment I first laid eyes on you, I knew we would be best friends for life. <br />
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You are unbelievably beautiful. I love your goofy laugh and your gap-tooth smile. You are so sassy, sensitive, and opinionated. <br />
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You are such a girly girl. From the moment you were born you have adored everything pink, frilly, or glittery. You carry your little "purse" everywhere. One of your first phrases was "oh, I like that" when I showed you a new dress.<br />
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You are so smart. I'm afraid too smart for your own good. I know you are going to love reading as much as I do. You will have a life-long passion for learning. I just hope you don't outsmart me and your Dad...too much.<br />
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I love how sensitive you are to other people's feelings. When one of your brothers is crying you pat his arm or give him a hug. You always ask for extra treats to pass out to your brothers.<br />
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I could never have imagined a baby as wonderful as you. You and your brothers are the lights of my life. I am so lucky to be your Mommy. I love you.<br />
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<br />Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-9965669901248091072012-11-08T22:15:00.000-05:002012-11-08T22:15:57.245-05:00Three Hundred Posts!Holy cow...300 already?! Where has the time gone? I started this blog as a scared, newly pregnant woman as a way to keep everyone in the loop about the pregnancy. Our trio was barely the size of 3 poppy seeds but a lot was happening! The blog was great because I could post details about doctor visits and ultrasounds without having to make a dozen phone calls. I had no idea just how helpful and wonderful the blog would be for me. It gave me a place to vent and share. It helped me connect with other moms of multiples. And now it's just a great way to document our lives. Someday I hope the kids read the blog and love reading about all the fun we've had. For the next 3 posts I want to write a letter to each child highlighting all the joy and magic they bring to our lives. Raise a glass to 300 posts and many more ahead! Cheers!Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-53251284632860703322012-11-02T23:33:00.000-04:002012-11-03T00:07:17.059-04:00First Trick-or-TreatTechnically the triplets' first and second Halloweens were 2010 and 2011. The first year they were "3 Peas in a Pod" and last year they were "3 Monkeys". But both times they were too young to actually go out and collect candy door to door. This year they are nearly 3 years old and definitely ready! We practiced saying "trick or treat" and the kids were really excited about free candy. We picked Wizard of Oz for this year's theme. Sarah dressed as Dorothy, Jake as the Scarecrow, and Luke as Tin Man. They were so adorable! All three really enjoyed going house to house. Jake enjoyed it the most! He was having so much fun he didn't want to stop! He fought going home. Overall they collected a bunch of candy even though we only went to the houses on our street. The kids have eaten some of it already. But Kurt and I have had a lot more! <br />
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<br />Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669647129842153078.post-52280408479260637622012-10-23T22:53:00.000-04:002012-10-23T22:53:25.994-04:00Boo at the Zoo and a festival too!Fall is my absolute most favorite season! It is also the busiest! There are so many fun things to do like Georgia football games, visit pumpkin patches, pick apples, dress up for Halloween and more. I always find myself cramming as much as possible into these fall weekends because there are just not enough of them! <br />
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This weekend was no exception. We planned to see an outdoor movie our neighborhood was coordinating on Friday night, take the kids to their school fall festival on Saturday morning, move appliances from our old house to our new house Saturday afternoon, watch the football game Saturday night, and join some friends at the zoo on Sunday. We ended up skipping the movie on Friday night but everything else we did! We are exhausted! But we had a ball doing it. More to come next weekend I am sure...<br />
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<u style="font-weight: bold;">From the kids' school fall festival ~ </u>Every room had arts and crafts or snacks for the kids. Each had a fall theme like using popcorn and fall confetti to make music shakers, or using Nilla wafers and Hershey Kisses to make acorns. One project had the kids making spin art with fall colors. Another project had them using pine-cones to make turkeys. Some of the rooms even had fun stuff like face painting and balloon animals. <br />
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<b><u>From Boo at the Zoo</u></b> ~ The weather was absolutely perfect for a trip to the zoo! We got there early so it wasn't very crowded. Most of the animals were out and active so the kiddos had a blast seeing all the animals from their books. We saw flamingos, parakeets, warthogs, meerkats, a rhino, giraffes, zebras, ostriches, an elephant, a lion, a tiger, monkeys, gorillas, bears, pandas, kangaroos, and more. The kids haven't stopped talking about it yet! We visited the zoo with another couple we know from college and their adorable two year old. Fun, fun, fun!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Watching the elephant run back to his hideout</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They are pretty sure one of these does not belong in the nest</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daddy gives Sarah a boost for a better view</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This panda was actually grinning</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Too tired to even eat his snack</td></tr>
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<br />Kelly Koenighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06110671034368339252noreply@blogger.com0