Christopher continues to inch upward, and Saturday night he leveraged his newfound height and reached (with ease) on to the counter and tugged on the cloth mat the coffee pot was on until the coffee pot came crashing down. You guessed it, the coffee pot BROKE, and Angelique SCREAMED, which caused Christopher to SCREAM and the girls to SYMPATHY SCREAM.
When I come home from work, the house is usually destroyed, but with triplets that’s par for the course. Most days we don’t even bother to clean up after them. We will have them do it when the time comes.
We are planning a trip to the zoo soon. They will love it. Emma is the talker of the group, and I look forward to hearing what words she dreams up.