Growing up, my father had this tradition of taking pictures of me standing in front of (and then next to) Grammy on the beach each summer.
I was almost three and a half years old in that picture, which means that my parents had three children with an average age of two at the beach. Not exactly the same as triplets but they managed.
(Yes, we do have a scanner but it is ancient and taking a picture of a picture works better. And yes, somewhere along the way something stuck to that picture.)
We made an attempt of this tradition with the girls this past weekend. The mistake was in waiting until the end of the day when they were in full exploration mode. At the beginning, they were in a slight state of culture shock and probably would have stood still.
Anna (eating her beach shoe), Em, Allie
Allie, Anna, Em
That's my "throwing up my hands in defeat" pose in that last one.