Glamour Shots...

So the Sawyers are not candidates for glamour shots...here are some recent attempts to make a Christmas card. We convinced cousin Annie to go with us to take the pictures... on the coldest day yet in Boston...highs in the 20s with the windchill in the teens. That is when most sane people decide it is a good day to go outside... here are some of the funnier of pics... and the best is we have proof of one of the girls falls...(notice the other 2 are unfazed)-- Target may have video of the other twin falling out of the shopping cart onto the floor one day that week, but it is amazing what people can create with technology these days...like I would turn my back on two 19 mo girls standing up in a cart to do some shopping. I guess we should be grateful it was carpet and not that "sawdust" at the basket (although you know they probably don't have a video there.. just gigantic blown up turkeys)...

there goes our hopes of making millions off of the next olsen twins...

Everything is bigger...

in TEXAS!
first of all, I need to apologize to the few faithful readers of chezsawyer as I have been absent from blogging. I think the insanity of my three has become more of the norm, so I my reality has been changed....
here are a few fun stories from our recent trip to dallas. Flying with 3 wasn't as bad as expected with the help of polish Liz, snacks and a dvd player.
Sarah:
our first stop on the trip was Charlotte. Sarah managed to make friends the whole time as we turned around and she was on top of a chair, talking to a lady while playing with her bracelet. strangers?? we embrace them, take their valuables, and blow kisses the whole time....
fortunately she did not break the beaded bracelet.
while waiting for a plane in Dallas, she went up to a man who was in shorts and grabbed his knee. I explained we lived in Boston and hadn't seen flesh in months, but seriously, a little embarrassing....
on Friday night we went to my favorite tex-mex place, Mi Coscina with my brother and family. Sarah is shown in the pictures with a spoon to shovel the queso (cheese dip)... after a bit, she just resorted to shoveling it into her mouth with her hand....looking like she took a bath in yellow slime...
vomit score: 2
Caroline
Truly her mother's daughter, never met a food she didn't like....she LOVED all the ice cream....and in true sawyer spirit, started fussing when her bowl of blue bell ice cream was finished....can you really blame her?
Caroline LOVED the swing outside and playing with all toys as long as she had control of the stroller.
She is the master of the slide -going down on her belly and showed No fear while entering a "jump house" with the big kids....
Her new best friend is Jake, not to be confused with Drake the dog, who read her books.
vomit score: can't part with my food
Mary Margaret
Can now recite the entire "King of Red" book. It rhymes, and after a few reads, she could finish the sentances. She sometimes is a little disturbing with the acuteness of her memory...
MM loved all of Texas, the food, time with cousins, and being outside. She played with Anne and managed to get into many water games all over the bed she was sleeping in...
One afternoon we were talking about the rug in the living room having squares. When asked how many, she replied, "so many." My brother asked her is she could count them, and she started, "uno, dos..." Thanks to Senorita Darrell (we call her Megan) and Dora. Yet again mom and dad can't take credit!
On our drive to the airport MM told her aunt Leslee that her dad's mom died. She then asked why nana hadn't come back from heaven? (tough question) I tried to explain that she was with Jesus now and would not be coming back. She then said, "you know, heaven is going to be a fun place."
As her cousin Anne was preparing for the SMU game on Saturday, she said..."go ponies." MM responded, "go Red Sox."
When telling her we had to leave to go back to Boston, MM stated, "texas is going to miss me."
vomit score: once when I was little, I did that, but now....

It was a great time, and now we are back home.