As we rejoin the de Plume's we catch Mathew meeting his new sisters. He is not a happy camper.
The nanny tries to placate him with a glass of milk. it doesn't work.
But the potato chips for dinner do.
And some playtime also helps. It doesn't hurt anyways. At least not at first.
This is Monica in her SeCoNd trimester. She is already as big as a house.
It is time for the twins to become toddlers.
Trouble has just tripled, Three toddlers in a very small house. There is one bathroom – one bathtub – one toilet – one potty chair – AND – one high chair.
There are three bear chairs though.
The twins watch Mathew potty to see how it is done. There is no privacy in this house.
Storytime. Anything to get the girls to sleep. They keep waking each other up.
And they aren't doing very well with the potty.
Mathew is crying, which must mean Monica has had another baby. Mathew is really not happy about all of the siblings.
The girls enjoy each other's company and love to play and hug and babble.
Mathew sneaks out and heads off on a walkabout.
Mathew doesn't realize the twins are following him. They all end up on a park bench at the park just around the corner from the house. Yes, I like to send my toddlers on walkabout. It builds their movement skill. The downside is they generally end up exhausted, starving, and stinky and no where near home.
Isabel is a toddler now, and she is downing a sandwich before the rest come home.
Potty was occupied, Isabel made do with the diaper.
Hmm, the family (and the nanny) are all standing at the street in their pajamas. Must mean they got a new house.
Yep, a good picture in the dark.
As we are waiting on the last birth for the week, Mathew becomes a self-assured child. Without a birthday cake because I forgot.
He spends some time with Salim while Monica gives birth.
The new house has enough potties and high chairs to go around. It is now possible for two toddlers to potty at the same time.
Isabel meets the new addition. if I remember correctly, she was excited about a new plaything. Ok, a brother. Fine. Mathew was angry, the twins were sad.