Busy Little Beavers

It’s been a while since I’ve posted, so I figured I would surface and drop a few lines and photos.

The kids are busy little beavers. Swim lessons, playing hard, you name it and they are in to it 🀭. They are a handful for sure and can quickly deplete your day energy – it is exhausting keeping them entertained!

So here are some cute pics:

You can see from this photo Michaela is the keeper of her siblings ☺️
This is not our puppy. Three kids is enough! πŸ˜‚

Yep, the sass is real! πŸ€·πŸΎβ€β™‚οΈ

Four is a very challenging age. There is a lot more behavior correcting from us and challenging from them. It is a delicate balancing act because it is three different individuals. Michaela and Christopher tend to work together to wreak havoc, but Emma brings her own brand of drama. I find myself having to say No a lot more but also explaining why.

The kids are very social. They hug folks in all kinds of situations and it catches the folks off guard yet is adorable. For example, I took the girls to Pearl House for dinner with family and there were people coming in to pick up to go orders and the girls walked up and just hugged them…haha. I’ve yet to see anyone refuse them ☺️

I’m trying to do more one on one time with them. They really enjoy it and they are completely different kids when solo. I’ve taken Emma to do things and she acts like an only child. Christopher doesn’t say a whole lot but seems to like the freedom. Michaela loves having me all to herself. Usually she tells strangers that I’m her daddy.

Which reminds me – the other day I heard from someone that their school is canceling Daddy/Daughter dances because it’s not fair to the kids that don’t have daddies πŸ€·πŸΎβ€β™‚οΈ. I actually am looking forward to those as I’ll have to do them twice each time. I was disappointed to her that a school did that but hey, these are interesting times, aren’t they?

Ok one last cute pic ☺️

The suspenders were broken on the first day πŸ€¦πŸΎβ€β™‚οΈ

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

Sorry for the delayed post, but things have been a tad hectic. For starters, the kids started the year off with a cold. Emma got it first, then she gave it to Michaela, and despite our best efforts to keep him quarantined and in a mask, Christopher got it last as he cannot stay away from his sisters. Then they gave it to my wife, which is standard protocol.

2018 was polished off with a visit from my sister and niece. It was good to see them both, and the kids enjoyed heir visit. And Auntie Mo got them these unique and awesome shirts. A lot of the triplet parents get their kids the standard Thing 1, Thing 2, and Thing 3 shirts. The Cavelets turned it up a notch and took the triplet novelty to a whole new level!

Other than that, the book πŸ“– I wrote a while ago and had less and less time to polish off as they got older and my free time evaporated should be released in 2019. It is a great book because it chronicles our journey to having triplets and everything that went into it, which was a lot of blood, sweat and tears. As you know I love to write, but in this book I over unique insights into the word of infertility from a husband’s point of view. I touch on a variety of different topics. I wrote the entire book from the heart. Stay tuned for more details on our Triple Blessing!

Don’t forget to follow us on Instagram, where the cutest of the cute pics are usually posted:

And now I will end this update with some more cute pics:

In blogidarity (blogging solidarity),


N3w Beginnings

The kids got a complimentary swim lesson at SwimLabs in El Dorado Hills, CA.

It went so well we enrolled them in a weekly lesson. Gives them something to look forward to during the week as they aren’t in pre-school anymore. Unfortunately they got sick 😷 after their second lesson so they had to skip a lesson. But they are progressing and enjoying their time with the instructor. This is huge because as a child I didn’t know how to swim so I missed out on a lot of water fun and memories growing up. At age 22 I said enough and thought myself, learning to float in a family friend’s jacuzzi and graduating to a pool, where I observed what others were doing and practiced.

Other than that, the kids are really looking forward to Christmas πŸŽ„. Emma keeps asking to go trick or treating, and we remind her that she will have to wait until after her birthday.

The girls have started singing random songs. Some are lullabies from the shows they watch, but Emma seems to just like talking and turning it into a tone-free song.

Christopher has made great strides talking and makes sense when he’s not mumbling. He tends to mumble when he wants something but is too tired or upset to say it clearly. He hasn’t yet figured out how to clearly say words that begin with “St” or “Sp”, so stick is tick and spoon is poon. But immediately after turning 4 he just became a chatter box with an opinion so he will figure it out at some point during his journey through the age of 4.

They usually get up between 4 and 4:30am, and it is nonstop chatter from the time they wake up until they pass out. They each have a lot to say.

They saw Santa Claus at Chik Fil A last Saturday. They had a chance to ask him what they wanted for Christmas. Emma asked for “Presents” πŸ€·πŸΎβ€β™‚οΈ

These kids get cuter by the nanosecond.

I just noticed my wife’s title on her Facebook page. When she’s ready to return to work down the road she will make one heck of a manager thanks to all this wonderful experience she’s acquired πŸ˜‚

This concludes December’s update!


Picking Up Steam

These three are growing up fast and picking up steam with each passing day! New words, new energy, and new things to debate amongst themselves in English now and not triplet babble πŸ˜‚

They start talking from the moment they wake up and don’t stop πŸ›‘ until they pass out for the evening. It’s amazing. The other day, Emma woke up and immediately wagged her finger in my face and told me “Ghosts don’t have ears πŸ‘‚πŸΎ” πŸ˜²πŸ˜‚. Christopher woke up one day and told me, “Daddy, it’s dark. The sun is still sleeping”.

And of course I can’t leave out Michaela. She insists on refuting whatever someone says so that she appears right 😁

Oh boy, age 4 is going to be a doozie! πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

Four! 🏌🏾

The Cavelets are now 4 years old. Age 3 was brutal and 4 is shaping up to be more of the same. They had a wonderful birthday party with a great turnout of family and friends.

They cleaned house on gifts and when Halloween πŸŽƒ πŸ‘» rolled around, they raked in a ridiculous amount of candy. Our next door neighbor is funny – she warned us: “I’m sorry, but your kids are going to get a lot from us!” πŸ˜‚

We pulled them out of the pre-school as the amount of time they were sick 😷, which was often, didn’t justify the expense, which was $19 (non-refundable) a day per child Monday, Wednesday and Friday depending on how many days of the week there were in the month. They did very well during their time in the program. We will work something else out. They are ready for kindergarten and very socialized already, but when they get sick it is guaranteed to be 3 times the sickness and then it is usually unique for each of them based on their time in the NICU – it’s easy to forget they were preemies and started out life with immature lungs.

So I’m sure that age 4 will be filled with new adventures and more milestones checked off as they march towards age 5. They love to draw, paint and color.

They also had the distinct honor of attending their first NICU reunion. Emma got to see the nurse that cared for her all those weeks, so that was special.

Field Trip to the Pumpkin πŸŽƒ Patch

On Friday, October 12th, the kids had a field trip to a local pumpkin patch and they had a blast.

Below are the best of the best pics:

Other than that, the kids will be 4 on October 23rd and are progressing nicely. Chatterboxes to the extreme – love it! Thriving in pre-school, as well. Couldn’t be happier with their progress. And best of all, Angelique has 2.5 hours of freedom 3 days a week (most weeks)!

Age 3 Was The Year Of The OUCH πŸ€•

In about one month, our trio will turn 4. Age 3 has been the year of the band-aid, with injuries galore across the board. The injuries are mostly cuts and scrapes. Falling while running and skinning a knee, slipping while trying to climb our lemon orange 🍊 tree 🌳 out back has resulted in scrapes, and a few miscellaneous spills have produced bumps and bruises. I’ve never worked in the private sector, but my health insurance over the course of my public sector career has been absolutely wonderful. It’s also nice that we live 5 minutes from the hospital.


Christopher is our resident injury magnet. Nearly 2 weeks ago we were at a restaurant and joking around that Christopher’s nickname should be “$50 co-pay” because he led way in ER visits requiring a $50 co-pay 2-0-0. Well he added to the total when we got home from the restaurant. Was following Michaela’s lead jumping off of a yoga ball and his momentum (he is 42 lbs and 20 of those pounds appear to be in his head) got the best of him and he stumbled and hit the area above his eye on the corner of a coffee table, busting it open. It didn’t require stitches, but the open gash bled a lot and I took him down the street to the ER. The nurses swooned over what a heartthrob Christopher was with his exotic blond curly hair – nice πŸ‘πŸ½. Christopher leads 3-0-0. πŸ†


Michaela got a nasty egg on the side of her face just below her temple after tripping and smacking the side of her face on the step at the local Chik Fil-A. She hit it hard as no amount of Arnica gel could prevent the resulting bruise from surfacing a few days later. Earlier this week while about to cross the street to go to school, she tripped and fell and hit her head, busting it open. This resulted in a band-aid.


Emma has a band-aid on her arm near her elbow. I asked her this morning what happened and she proceeded to summarize every detail. She told me hat it’s a cut, and that it’s small, and that it didn’t hurt, but mommy saw it and put a band-aid on it. Then she told me that Michaela cut her foot yesterday and has a band-aid on it, and that Christopher went to the hospital to get his band-aid. The summary went on and on – it was awesome!



One Word Triplets Nouns and Verbs

This post will be dedicated to one word nouns and verbs associated with triplets:















At their new school’s Meet The Teacher Day





















































For some reason the list of verbs is way longer than the list of nouns πŸ˜‚

For some reason, toys and other items that may have survived one or more generations of kids CANNOT survive this cr3w!


Confidence and Humility

If you’ve spent any amount of quality time around our kids, you’ve by now seen that they are both confident and humble. It’s possible that some of me rubbed off on each of them. And their mother works tirelessly to instill the values they will need to be self sufficient later in life. Neither of these things are bad attributes to have if they exist in the right balance.

They are confident in their abilities. They feel they can do anything, even if that is not initially the case. They are not afraid to interact with other kids, try new things or show what they’ve learned. We wanted them to be confident because we didn’t want them to be mislead by those that will eventually tell them they can’t do or be something. I dealt with it growing up, and I used it as fuel to succeed. People used to tell me all the time growing up that I wasn’t smart enough, or that I probably wasn’t going to accomplish a specific goal. Even today, I hear on occasion from folks that I’m not ready for something.

The kids are also humble, too. I think this is a product of the love they receive. They each have a gentle, compassionate side to them. There is a big difference between loved and spoiled. They’ve had everything they needed their entire existence, but probably not everything they wanted – that’s what helps keep them humble. I recently got some feedback that I presented myself as too humbled by my experience, and therefore lacking the confidence to take on a particular role. Those that truly know me laugh at that assessment. There are a few people that saw me lose my confidence after my father passed away, only to ultimately find it again later. I’m happy to share my experiences with others – they make me as unique as the path I’ve taken. When I was growing up I had everything I needed one way or another, but also experienced a wave of poverty. Also, at one point, having kids seemed out of reach – elusive, in fact. But guess what – they are here now…

I am successful because my parents gave me the tools to be so. I am humble because I’ve allowed myself to be vulnerable and live life, and that means facing the good and bad times – it all makes you stronger. I’ve failed and have lessons learned from those failures.

I can’t wait to share the story of how the kids got here with them. They will be glad we chose not to give up on the idea of them. I dream big, and they are the result. We had patience and were rewarded. And while they drive us crazy at the moment, we are confident they will succeed, and humbled by the havoc they wreak day in and day out. It’s all a part of the process. They are the product of unique choices, high stakes risks, and a great deal of effort from both parents. Huge sacrifices were made. I truly believe all of this has made me a better leader in my career. How can it not?

I certainly still have goals that I want to achieve. I will keep grinding until I achieve them. One way or another I will…trust! You are always redefining yourself throughout life, searching for your purpose. When the kids come, you realize they missed a great deal of the story. Look at a guy like Tiger Woods. His kids missed the entire wave of his greatness, and it is something that they might have to just watch on video. They’ve essentially seen him do nothing but struggle mightily. You would have to think he’s been humbled by all he has endured the past decade. Still he has a chance to pen an amazing story of being a great dad.

Thanks for reading!


Independence Days

This year’s 4th of July started with us heading to the park in the morning only to find a large group of people there from a church having a morning picnic. Someone wandered over and introduced himself and invited us to partake in the food they’d brought. We did, and were soon participating in the activities they had going on.Previous Independence Days involved most of the kids sleeping through all of the fireworks (I believe only Emma was up to see them the first year). This year, everyone was up and engaged. I think one of my previous blog posts was something catchy like Declaration of Independence. Or maybe it should have been if it wasn’t, because all three are increasingly declaring their independence from their parents. It is manifesting itself as them telling us what they want to do more often and now that they can talk, there is very little guessing as far as their intentions are concerned.They, like any other kid, would rather play than eat (unless it involves ice cream!)They prefer to be outdoors – playing.This summer, before pre-Kindergarten starts on September 5th, will be spent getting them more and more comfortable with the water. I missed out during my own childhood as I couldn’t swim, so at age 22 I had enough and taught myself after lots of practice. We don’t want them to have that same experience. That’s all for this month. Thanks for reading! M.