Every now and then I like to see what life would be like if that pesky fertilised egg of mine had split into three instead of two….
Today having triplets was filled with a lot of giggling, a LOT of stickers and glue, some crackers, some tears from the small boy being shut out in the cold and of course, ponies.
Actually it was quite lovely… but then I did know that girl number three would be going home to give her own mother a hard time when it came to bath and bed. Mind you my two have been less than stellar since she left so I think I might try three again sometime soon.
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Oooohhhh three times the fun! How kewl!
Miss V is often mistaken for a triplet when she is with her big sisters. More so now she is getting bigger and closing the gap.
Enjoy the novelty.. I think the reality also includes three times the tantrums.
My SIL has triplets – identical twin boys & a girl. 3 years old today in fact! It’s fun – and challenging!
I think the triplet may actually think she is a triplet…she loves your girls so :-)
aww lovely.