Rich and I took the girls shopping this afternoon to the Warehouse-Buy-In-Bulk Place. We haven't shopped there since the girls' birth because it has just been too crazy and we really didn't have room to store bulk items - especially those that need to be frozen.
Rich and I like to shop with two in the double stroller and one in the shopping cart. We usually hear, "Oh, look at the twins," as we try to avoid any eye contact. There were a few of those today but as I was waiting off to the side with Allie and Em while Rich checked out, some grey-bearded guy held up three fingers and asked, "Three?" When I replied yes, he asked, "All at the same time?"
So he stopped to ask me the usual questions. He even asked if they were identical without any prompting from me. And then a couple with a young boy stopped to ask if they were triplets. Again, the mother asked if they were identical. I actually didn't mind chatting today as I was waiting for Rich and Em was whining. Strangers talking to us distracted her enough to keep her quiet. As that couple was walking away, the woman said, "God bless you."
I still don't know how to view that comment. Is it that God blessed us or is it slightly sarcastic in that we will need God's blessing in raising three at once?
Okay, I'm going to swich gears now to feeding three little pumpkins their pizza for dinner. A pizza cutter takes on new meaning...