Jack's Fourth Birthday

Year four, Day one.
We get a special shirt from Mom's private label and are King of the classroom for 1 day.

We get special desserts that we share with friends.

Just what we wanted - Galactus! My new best friend.

So tired - awesome day.

DISASTER! MAYHEM! BABIES ARE CLIMBING!!!

Erin's days just got more hectic as the babies have gotten a taste of chair-climbing.

One baby toddling around, learning to operate the water machine, and then climbing chairs is difficult.

Three babies toddling around, pulling everything from the food-cabinet to the floor and making puddles and puddles of water by taking turns on the water machine is difficult.

Three babies toddling around, emptying the pantry, making puddles, and now climbing every chair, every stool, every block-like toy to reach the counter tops, and then climbing the countertops themselves and pulling everything within reach to the floor just because they now can is a nerve-wrackingly, tedium-state-inducing, safety violation check on Erin's sanity.

Hey mom, ready for me to jump?
What's type of knife did you say you wanted again?

Confiscation by the authorities.

I think we found our ringleader - I'm not certain what the triplets' baby-babble talk language means all of the time but Jack seems to be in on it. I think she said something like: "Are you all clear on the plan?Let's begin the assault. She can take our chairs away but she'll never take our FREEDOM!!"