You see, we don't just have my little one to handle. No, we have her 6 year old, my 6 month old, our 1 year old niece, and her 2 year old TRIPLETS! Just in case you weren't doing a head count. That's a round half dozen.
Not that they aren't sweet. They are, and I love them all. But six little girls is enough to be overwhelming to any one. Poor Amy can't get one mess cleaned up or fight stopped before another is breaking out. And trust me when I say that what one doesn't think of another will. Let me give you a short breakdown of our day.
First, Breakfast. We have 6 that need to eat. The sooner you get them the food the sooner the noise volume dies down to a "sub deafening" level. Then the oldest is off to kindergarten.
Now playtime. It's raining so unfortunately outside is out. With in less than 20 minutes one of the triplets is bleeding from about 5 scratch marks down her cheek, another has colored the kitchen floor with chalk, the 12 month old has fallen into the toy box and is now stuck upside down, and the last triplet found gum that she has now chewed and stuck into her sisters hair.
The same sister with the scratch marks and we're not sure if it was a "fresh" piece of gum or not.
And the last time I popped my head in one of the triplets was eating poop.
I really don't see how my sister-in-law does this day after day. And she never gets mad, never gets upset. She just has the most level personality and doesn't really get worked up about anything. Kind of like an Aunt of mine. I don't have that kind of personality.
Where am I?
Hiding....In the office......Where I'm "working" while my own baby takes a nap.
Yup, I'm a chicken. But like I said, perspective. My days at home with just one little one really aren't so bad.
At least she doesn't eat poop.