Busy little day

Today was a busy day for sure. Started off with our usual routine of baths, and then getting ready for our outing.  We went to the museum of osteology in Moore, and then Chick Fi-Lay.

First off, I just want to encourage any woman out there pregnant with multiples.  You will survive.  Lol.  I was once a very scared, overwhelmed preggo gal with triplets on the way.  Thankfully i got past that...well i had to, and in a hurry.  lol.  Anywho, here is the gist.  Sometimes it feels like you are constantly in survival mode, but eventually you get in a rhythm and find you have yourself a routine.  The way I look at it now is that I can do this mother of triplets, plus my four year old, and be able to breath too.  That is with Gods hand involved.  Yes I have my difficult days, but who doesn't really.  You just have to put your tough girl boots on, and go with it.  Momma tries...I do it everyday, and just keep striving to be the best momma ever to my four cutie pies.  

So back to our day.  Beau thought the museum was pretty cool.  It was smaller than I imagined, but a neat little bone collectors museum.  Pretty unusual, and different.  Beau soaks up every minute he can have with me, and when it was time to go he really didn't want to go. :(  So, since the babies were doing good I thought that we could swing by Chick Fi-Lay.  This small outing sure did ware them out.  Going out with all them is seriously a military operation, and I still have the same vehicle, and that makes it even more difficult with strollers. 

Anywho, hittin the hay and calling it a day.  This momma is wore out.  10-4 over and out.

We braved it, and made it to Chick Fi-Lay.  I look like a hot mess...my hair is always a hot mess.  Oh well...its the mark of motherhood.  :) One thing I do know is that Beau is the sweetest boy.  When he woke up this morning he came in the living room and said, "momma I want to marry you when I grow up."  That pretty much melted my heart, and I asked him what made him think of that.  He said, "cause your pretty momma, and I love you so much."  Yeap, he is a charmer folks."  So, point is, even though my hair is never fixed, I still do not ware
makeup, and I ware whatever I find...my four year still thinks I'm pretty.  Lol.  That's all that matters anyways, right?! 

Grandpa E is gonna be wore out by the time he leaves on Thursday.  Lol.  One thing for sure the babies love him.  He has a calm deep voice that just smooths them good.  I've noticed Brant likes it when he talks to him.  :)

Love waking up, and just looking at them sleep.  When they wake up, they always smile, and are so happy in the mornings.