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The other night, I posted the following picture on the post where I warned others about the exhaustion 7 year olds bring on (if you didn’t read it, you really must!)…


What a bunch of cuties!! Man! (And yes, clearly taken in my “ooooh, look at this sweet action that “pops” the color!” days…. ugh! Live and learn. I promise I didn’t have orange babies.)

I asked all three boys if they could point themselves out, and not one of them could! Top is Chase, and then Ty on the left and Jackson on the right. All three of them picked the other two first when asked which one they were (I quizzed them individually, so told them when they were wrong and they would pick again)! Cracked me up!

Before the “which boy are you? quiz though, do you know what the very first reaction was?

“Why does our hair look like that?”

See, I gave them their first hair cut shortly after their 1st birthday, and it was a buzz. We’ve been buzzing their heads ever since, because let’s face it – it’s easy and saves us a boatload of money! Chase then wanted to know if he could have his hair like that again, and I told him he could if he really wanted to.

This morning haircuts were brought up again, and Chase said something about growing it out.

Me: Do you really want to? That’s fine if you do!

Chase: No… Then I wouldn’t look like my brothers and people might think they’re just twins and I want them to know we’re triplets.

Ah yes… identical triplet problems – can’t pick yourself out of a picture, and wanting to look identical means you don’t stray from the group style! Ha!

  • March 7, 2015 - 2:35 pm

    RoseAnne - Haha, I got them wrong too. Ty was the only one I got right. :)ReplyCancel

  • March 10, 2015 - 9:32 pm

    Krista - haha I love this! I would have never thought that to be a problem but I guess it is when you are a group of three! Makes me wonder what kind of unknown things my future holds for when my twins get older :)ReplyCancel

I’ve been digging through my photo folders this week, and came across some favorites from last November, and they just happen to all be in black and white. I’ve grown to really love (and almost prefer) black and white images! They’re so clean and un-distracting, allowing you to be drawn immediately to the face(s).


This one is when Lily was helping me test out my new lens (Sigma 35 1.4)… Ooooh, baby do I love this lens! It’s my go-to for all indoor pictures (both in my home and in the studio), and I use it a fair amount outside too, but do still prefer my 85 for that. This one was shot at 1.6!


Lily all wrapped up in a blanket one afternoon, watching Mickey Mouse. While this one was done in my house, I didn’t want to tip her off that I was photographing her, so I popped on my Nikon 85 1.8 so that I could be all incognito!


This one of Jackson is an absolute favorite of mine! He was sitting in our dining area, still in his big coat, fresh home from school. This was shot with my 85, as it was a couple of days before that lovely 35 arrived 😉 Shot at 2.5


This one was from Thanksgiving! Laura (my sister, for those that are new here) had asked if I could grab a quick picture of her and her husband for their Christmas card. We headed outside at sunset, so I could catch that gorgeous light, and the boys saw what we were up to. Before I could even get a shot off, they were racing down the sidewalk, intent on photobombing! I love, love, love this one!

  • March 6, 2015 - 3:28 pm

    Shelly Cunningham - These are all so beautiful. Lily is just gorgeous (I love her wild hair in the first one!) and the picture of Jackson is like poetry! I am loving your posts each day. :)ReplyCancel

We’re coming up on the 8 year anniversary of the “no… it looks like there are 3!” ultrasound. Ooooh, boy. How time flies!

That pregnancy, from about week 20 and on, was exhausting. A trip to the grocery store was tiring, by week 26 or so I was getting winded just from standing in church, and we won’t even get into the whole so-much-hip-pain-I-can’t-even-sleep-for-more-than-an-hour thing…. to put it mildly, I was tired.

Triplet newborns was sleep deprivation at it’s finest, but we kinda knew that was coming. When your husband starts putting stuffed basketballs into the bassinet, which is in the living room, in the middle of the night, you know you’re tired. Walking zombies is a pretty accurate description of the two of us those first 4 months!

Toddlers were physically exhausting when at the park, what with all the mulch-eating prevention I had to do, but when at home, confined to their Pit of Despair, it really wasn’t so tiring. Well, until potty training… then it was exhausting from the running someone to the toilet while trying to dodge the flying pee, and then the constant mopping of piddle.

Preschoolers were more emotionally exhausting, which can be almost as bad as physical exhaustion. The three year old meltdowns – holy moly! I’m so grateful Lily never hit the terrible 2’s or 3’s – it’s like she knew Nick and I had already paid our dues. We all know who our favorite is now. {wink}

You know what’s been shockingly exhausting though?

7 year olds.

Nobody told me 7 year olds were exhausting.

Why didn’t anyone tell me?!

In chatting with other moms of 7 year olds (or recent 7 year olds), I’ve learned mine are not some rare, exhausting phenomenon. No. The bulk of them are exhausting!

They seem to produce a rare mix of physical and mental exhaustion, which has led me to make this declaration – while not a walking zombie like the infant days, I might as well be, as 7 year olds have completely worn me out!

The constant wrestling and fighting is amazing. Wait. Did I say amazing? I meant annoying.

I’ve lost the mental capacity to remember what I walked 10 feet into the kitchen for.

I seem to have lost my “reasoning” and calming skills lately, and I blame that on the metal fatigue from having to reason & calm them down so stinking often.

Why is there so much emotion being thrown around at 7? I swear they cry more often now than they did at 3, which is hard to believe given the number of times we had to shrug at a passerby and say “It’s hard being 3“, as one of our angels writhed on the floor because we’d dared to ask them to put their coat on, or some other horrific injustice.

This fall, I was sitting in a Building Better Moms meeting, in horrified shock as I scanned the handout from our speaker, a children’s therapist.

Under the heading 1st grade, next to “emotions”

 tantrums return easily, overwhelmed, intense.


That meant we needed to stop telling them to act their age, cause apparently they are. However, it also meant I wasn’t a total screw up of a parent, if my 7 year olds were having emotional meltdowns over the silliest of things still. Most 7 year olds do! Whew!

It’s a good thing they say funny things, do sweet things occasionally, and that we’re halfway through the angst, I mean age, of 7, otherwise I might find myself frantically building a time machine to go back to the “easier” older baby stage.



P.S. Parents of future 7 year olds – you have been warned. Brace yourselves.

  • March 7, 2015 - 2:28 pm

    Identical Triplet Problems » Three Times the Giggles - […] other night, I posted the following picture on the post where I warned others about the exhaustion 7 year olds bring on (if you didn’t read it, you really […]ReplyCancel

  • March 7, 2015 - 2:43 pm

    Kelly - Hi Helen,
    I followed your blog religiously when my triplet boys were infants and toddlers and somehow got out of the habit of reading about your experiences (you helped me immensely)! I returned today, with my 5 year olds actually playing together without crying for more than 2 minutes, only to hear that 7 is worse? Well crap, my husband and I were looking forward to 7 because we remember it to be a great year with our singleton oldest child. I’ll come back often, hoping to hear that maybe 8 is good?ReplyCancel

    • March 8, 2015 - 8:57 am

      Helen - Ha! Maybe you’ll get lucky and your trio will be just as great at 7 as your singleton was! When they aren’t melting down over something, or wrestling for the 10th time that day, they’re quite enjoyable 😉ReplyCancel