Without the stroller.
The Gang has cute little backpack/harnesses that I bought so I can keep them all at arm's length when we're out walking. Of course, we haven't actually used them yet. But the idea is there. I'm working with them. They wear the backpacks around the house and LOVE THEM. Ava's is a pink poodle...and the boys have little monkeys.
(These were taken on a "practice wearing your backpacks" day...)
On paper, this is a great idea! This should work, right? After dropping Ty off at preschool, I strapped the Gang up in their packs and let them out of the van. Immediately...they all went in opposite directions. OBVIOUSLY, I knew this was going to happen, that's why I've
That's where the comedy began! For the next 15 minutes, the triplets twisted and turned, bobbed and weaved, ran and walked, stood and fell, cried and laughed as we worked our way from the parking lot to the school. Whenever one of the triplets reached the end of their "slack" and realized I wanted them to come a different direction, they'd sit down. After 15 minutes, we'd gone a whopping 6 feet. I'm not exaggerating. One word: debacle!
I ended up picking up a screaming Cole after he fell and put is hand in a pile of snow. Walked a few more feet and tripped on the
Thankfully, there was someone at the door to open it. When I got inside, I was greeted by a friend who
I refuse to give up...this is GOING to work...someday!