Baby steps. One day at a time feels harder today then when they were little. I know that doesn't make sense. I really thought by now we'd have things down but it seems that everything times three is more and more complicated the more aware of things they are.
I have to admit that I am not perfect and neither is my home. It has been taken over by five little people and the evidence is everywhere. I try to have a schedule but that goes down the drain just about every day. Lately we spend our days playing dress-up, playing with ponies, playing games but not how they are intended to be played, playing puzzles and Mr. Potato Head. They also play house and serve their Webkinz meals.
Naps, we still do. Yes, they still sleep. Nap time is the only time of day that they are away from each other for an extended period of time. I think they look forward to it. No one is taking their toys. No one is screaming at them or declaring that the other must share. It's just them and the few things they choose to play with. What could be more relaxing?
Eating is still a challenge, as is taking a picture of all three of them together where they look at the camera and have a decent look on their faces. I'll save that sequence for another post - a bunch of crazy pictures with no decent outcome! Two seems to work okay as long as I show them the picture afterwards - that's what brought on the giggles this time around.
As hard as it is they are worth every second - all five of them. They make my life enjoyable and I love them all to pieces.
Look at these faces - how can you not?!
There's good and there's bad but either way life with triplets is NEVER boring!
