I lost my mind today and took all three monsters to the grocery store.
Surprisingly, they did a fantastic job.
They were helpful and polite and didn't thoroughly embarass me.
So much so that I decided to be a freak in the parking lot and make them pose for a picture.
No, I don't know what all three of them are staring at.
No, this isn't the first time they have all managed to not look at me for 2 seconds.
No, there is absolutely NOTHING happening to the right of me.
The only common denominator I can think of in this situation is Paul's genes.
So I blame him.
Love you Babe!