In an effort to get the girls out of the house, Rich and I dragged them to the grocery store on Sunday. Here is a cute picture of two pumpkins waiting for van load-up.
While shopping, we received our fair share of "Twins? Triplets? All girls? Identical?" comments. The woman at the deli LOVED seeing "the triplets" again and a little girl named, Alexa, chatted with us. The girls have been on house lock-down for so long, they're not really sure of how to socialize with other little kids so they just stare at them.
I was in Frozen Foods checking out the sale of Breyers ice cream with Allie and Em when the real fun started. Some woman was talking with an employee (a guy) stocking the freezers. She thought the girls were twins. When I replied, "No. Triplets actually," she started looking around as if I didn't realize that #3 was missing. I told them that "the third one" was with my husband. The guy asked, "Are ya sure there's three of 'em?" Duh!
Then the guy asked, "Are you going for eight the next time?" The woman gasped in shock. I opened my mouth to say, "No. I didn't do IVF," but stopped and just said, "No." Then they both started talking about the crazy octuplet story - blah, blah. I was more interested in whether or not I could find any cookie dough ice cream. Rich then came around the corner with Anna and the party broke up. Thankfully.
Be sure to check out the Valentine's Day merchandise on sale. I picked up a bag of 30 mini-tubs of Play-Dough for $1.99.