Three babies in a buggy

Despite my lack of sleep due to election elation, I woke up with a bee in my bonnet. I decided in the spirit of our great country, which has taught us that even the most difficult things, those that seem impossible, can be achieved, I would take all three babies by myself to Wally World.

H said, "Don't you want my mom to keep one?" I said, "No, the point is for the four of us to go together." I have only taken them out (where I wasn't meeting someone who would be there to help me) by myself one other time, and that was probably six months ago. I was spurred and encouraged, and I knew I needed to act.

So, we loaded up after our morning nap time and headed to the Wal-Mart west of us (we have one 30 minutes away in either direction) in need of wipes. I put Mazie and Elliott in the basket of the buggy and Lucia in the seat of the buggy. No one tried to stand up--this was my biggest worry. No one cried, though Mazie did let out a great whimper of dissatisfaction at one point. We got our diapers, wipes, milk, and a few other odds and ends. The babes enjoyed looking at all the colors and lights and people.

It was a good outting; one I suspect we will start taking more often. And, one of the benefits of shopping with three children in your buggy is that you can't fit too much stuff in it.