Just in case you were wondering...

this is what you would see if you ran into me at the grocery store. Yep. I'm one of 'those' people. The mom with all her kids in the cart ripping stuff off the shelves when she's not looking. Throwing stuff on the ground, etc...



My grocery store visits are starting to become pretty predictable. Usually I get comments on the trio and I make some joke about how I collect babies as I walk through the store. The cashiers usually joke about how the babies can't be scanned and won't show up on the receipt. I get at LEAST a half a dozen comments about how I have my hands full and that I need a bigger cart. Today though, I had a conversation I've never had. I was at the farmers market and a man was being very complementary about the babies.

Then he said, "they look like they are really close in age..."
Thinking he was making a joke I said, "you mean closer than a minute?"
Then he said, "oh...I was thinking months. They all came in the same grouping?"

Funny. I like talking to people like him that ask questions and don't always make assumptions.

Anyway, putting the kids in the cart now is SO easy for me. Although I don't have a ton of room for groceries, it sure beats juggling car seats and pulling a stroller.

I have felt like such a bad mom this week because of all the falls/tumbles that have been occurring. I just can't physically be by each baby when they take a tumble. Lots of time it's on the tile because they are pulling up on everything (usually stools and chairs) but aren't very stable. We've now moved our play area to our front living room that is carpeted to try and avoid any massive head injuries. Even doing that though, they still manage to find a way to bang their head on something. The piano bench, the corner of the wall, or even the tile in the bathroom. I was wiping Zachary's nose in the tub a couple nights ago and the next thing I know, Caleb (who was leaning up against the wall of the tub) had lunged himself forward head first onto the bathroom tile. It was bad. I seriously felt terrible.

Like I mentioned, they can all pull up on the piano bench and push the keys. It's really cute and usually whatever I am playing is drown out by the low notes being played by a baby. This next picture is so cute...it's not even funny.

They are practicing for their one-year old recital! They'll be playing, "Mary Had a Little Lamb." :)



Pictures like this just remind me that even though I can't be there for every little bump and bruise, I think we're all going to be ok.