I have heard lots and lots of stories about how siblings close in age can use each other to create "big" messes and do some damage....even more stories about how twins have a keen sense of mischief. And I was warned about triplets.
Up until this time, I thought that these stories were exagerated...even glorified in an attempt to scare me and keep me on my toes. But my triplets are angels - they listen and obey and only create minor michief.....
ahem....what? whoa? what was I thinking? what kinds of blinders do I wear?
As I said goodbye today to Lolo & Lola (they were over watching the kiddo's so that I could spend some time with Aunt Hilary and baby Savannah) I wasn't concerned that the stillness I heard (or didn't hear) from upstairs was my trio being good - going to their "quiet time places" as I had asked. Boy was I wrong!
I found 3 naked preschoolers taking a bath in a bathROOM. Not a bathtub...no...that would make too much sense. They were flooding the bathROOM. The garbage can was half filled with soapy, sudsy water...the floor was covered in water... their heads were wet.... and I think even baby Cindy (Gabby's babydoll) was looking for a life preserver.
And instead of inflicting fear on them...when they saw me enter the room (with the meanest growl I could muster having seen the unthinkable) they laughed and giggled... and ran their naked hineys to their quiet places.
And to think this is only the beginning! Aye-vey.
