It was raining yesterday so we ended up packing the girls up in the van to run some errands, including a stop at Babies R Us. On the way home, we decided to stop at the mall and actually walk around. By walk around, I mean that the girls would have their little animal backpack harnesses on. No strollers. There are a few issues with this.
- The girls walk sooooo slow and they want to stop and explore every few feet.
- One adult walking with two girls is extremely difficult, especially when they take off in different directions.
We walked down to the food court where Rich was able to secure all three baby/toddler seats. I don't know what world I was living in when I thought that we might be able to enjoy a nice snack of cinnamon sugar pretzels. Anna was the only one who did a great job of eating. Em was upset that she couldn't hold the dipping sauce. After she managed to get over that, she decided to dip her pretzel into the carmel and just lick the carmel off of the pretzel. She then transitioned to rubbing the caramel on her lips. It was a bit of a mess.
Leaving the mall was borderline disaster. Rich was trying to walk with Em and Anna and poor Anna fell down a few times. It worked better with me walking with Allie and Em. We eventually had to pick them up and carry them out to the car. Em and Anna were fine with that but Allie flipped out. And I couldn't blame her. She wanted to be a normal toddler with a normal toddler experience of walking around the mall.
I transformed into my favorite mom of multiples, Kate Gosselin, and yelled at Allie when she tried to run out into the parking lot. "Alicenne Hope _ _, this is a parking lot. It is very dangerous and you need to stand here with me." I felt horrible after. I actually apologized to her for not being able to give her a normal toddlerhood. We are trying but I have to tell you that it is so very difficult.
In keeping with our new family tradition of not recognizing holidays besides those involving the girls, Rich received copious amounts of love from the girls for Father's Day. They all said, "Happy Daddy's Day," which was really quite adorable.
I made an attempt at taking pictures of Rich with the girls.
Allie, Em, Anna
Poor Rich. He just wanted a picture with his girls. In all seriousness though, Rich is an fantastic dad. I read about other dads who don't know how to dress their kids or what to feed them or how to play with them. Not Rich. He cares for them just as well as I do. How many other dads let their wife take a nap even though they, themselves, are exhausted? Rich does. I arrived home tonight to find him playing Ring Around the Rosie with the girls. How could I ask for more?