We had a good time at the 'ol target. We loaded up the car with our three car seats and threw the stroller in the back. It barely fits. Here's a pic of the girls in it on our first walk.
Just imagine circus music playing in the background---doot doot do-di-do-do doot doot doo dum---- 'cause that's what we are: a sideshow. Everyone feels the need to gawk and stoop down and touch. Ick. I just want to yell 'don't touch!!' but I restrain myself. I will never get why complete strangers think it's ok to touch you or your babies. It's the same when you are pregnant. People you don't even know come up to you and touch your stomach like it's public property. I feel like reaching over and slapping their hand away! But again, I don't. However, I do feel I have every right to. :) So, as you can see, we found really cute pink and black car seats. I just love them! Anyways, the sideshow rolled on through Target, of course having to stop every two seconds to say "yes...triplets!!" One girl even came over and looked inside each car seat and counted "One, two...three! Three babies!" No kiddin'??! Did she think we were just pushing around this huge stroller with empty car seats? I do not get it. And I kid you not, every other person asks, "boys or girls?"
Are you kidding? Yes, I dress my boys in pink and put them in pink car seats. Hello?!?!? One Target employee even said, as positive as could be, "Oh! All Boys!!" At least another employee elbowed her and said "no, they're girls ". I just smile and nod. Oh well. I guess I just have to get used to it--- 'cause it's never going to change.
But, truth be told, I wouldn't have it any other way. I love my girls!!