Every single morning when the kids wake up, they all want to be held.  It exhausts me.  It’s tough to be one person trying to give three two year olds all of the love they need and deserve.  The other morning they all sat in my lap as we watched Handy Manny and Daddy cooked breakfast.  I think they thought they were in heaven.  That morning was priceless.  I got to love on all three of my babies at one time…..without wailing, hitting, or fighting!!

I love you all.

Ginny