February 26th, 2009

Family May 2012

Bib-Tacular!

So, last evening, I was hanging out with the triplets before Seth and the J-man got home.  The trio was pretty content, and I had a little work to finish up in the kitchen, so I disappeared just for a minute.  And Sam immediately came to the kitchen and frantically started screaming to be let in.  You see, Sam has a new love.  Though he still loves his precious elephant blankets, there is a a new love in his life  and it... is a broom.

I kid you not. 

It's the weirdest thing ever, but this kid is in LOVE with a broom.  He would sleep with the stupid thing if I would let him.  He carries it with him everywhere.  He gets hysterical when I make him put it down to eat or to go to sleep.  He cries at the kitchen to be let in to get to the broom, and when I let him in, he runs in and makes a beeline for it.  He. Loves. That. Broom.  Loves it. 

So there I am in the kitchen with Sam screaming to be let in for his precious broom.  I relented and let him have the broom and he quieted right down.  I finished what I was doing (really, people, it took me less than 2 minutes), and I realized how quietly the girls were. 

Quiet = bad.  Very bad.  So I peaked out of the kitchen and this is what I found:

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