I uploaded the pictures in reverse order, or actually the sequential order which uploads to be reverse order... anyways, here they are!

The boys want to get inside the tv fence and they've figured out how to bulldoze their way through it. I added 2 more panels and moved it further away and then Carter climbed over and threw himself over the other side, got up and started pressing buttons.

The angle of the picture makes everything look off center, but it's not, I promise.

Carter's trying on Taylor's football shoulder pads. He loved them and ran around the room laughing and showing everyone. He threw such a fit when I took them off.

Taylor, just before his first day of 1st grade:

The week before school started, I realized we had gone the whole summer and I hadn't really had any good, quality one on one time with the boys. So, I decided to take each of the boys out and away to spend time with them individually. Taylor wanted to go to B Merrell's for lunch, so we did, and he played some games and ate ALL his grouper fingers and fries. Then we went to get his hair cut and then a couple stores to get a few last minute back to school items.

Carter and I went for a walk and then went to WalMart where he walked around and 'talked' to everyone. He is such a ham. He was blowing kisses, smiling, and chatting the entire time we were out. He loved getting to walk on his own.

Tucker and I went to Hobby Lobby and walked around, admiring all the pretty things. Then we went to KFC for lunch.

Brayden and I went out for ice cream. He loved, loved, loved the ice cream and loved being able to walk around too.

My last date was with Wade! Our neighbors came over and stayed with the boys while we went on our date. We ate Mexican, then 45 minutes after leaving home, we were ready to go back. But we knew our neighbors would probably turn us back around and make us leave again, so we went to a few stores and looked at football stuff for Taylor then went home.

Brayden at Brusters:

The boys touching the chest of drawers. The sign under the glass there says: "DO NOT TOUCH."

Back to "boys being boys." They are climbing on everything! ..including the couch. ahhh!

Monday, we went to the Blue Bell factory for a tour. It's amazing how much ice cream Americans eat! We learned a lot of interesting, useless, facts and stats, which I enjoyed learning. Then, the best part, we got to sample the product!! You know the commercials where they say they eat all they want and sell the rest? It's true! The employee's can eat all they want!!

Their shirts said:
Carter - I scream.
Brayden - You scream.
Tucker - We all scream.
Taylor - For ice cream!

They were so cute!

Today my babies turned 15 months old. To celebrate we took them to the Montgomery Zoo... Well, not really, but we did go. We were kicking off 2009 summer staycation part II, which just so happened to fall on their 15 month birthday.

The other day I had to get the boys some new shoes. Should be easy enough, right?

I go, get them sized, and (yay!) they're all the same size. Now, I just have to find 3 pair of the same shoe that I like, and that will go with most anything they wear. I find myself standing in a sea of shoes at Wal-Mart.

I don't like any of them.

As I'm about to give up and load all the boys back into Big Blue (the van), I see a pair that is perfect! And what do you know, they're a size 4!! But only 1 pair. None in the back and no idea when or if more may come in. I'm still optimistic though, after all, we have about 15 Wal-Mart's in the bi-city area, surely between them all I can find 2 more pair, size 4, of this exact shoe, right?

WRONG.

I finally decide to get another pair, that I don't like near as much, but they will work, AND there are 3 pairs of size 4 at the store I am at.

No more running around!

I just have to go get the other pair and take them back. Whew! Shoe shopping over! I get home feeling quite triumphant. I've been dragging all these boys all around town, we had no melt downs and I got shoes in hand.

Mission accomplished!

A few hours later, I take the tags off, get the shoes all ready to be worn and grab my first victim, Carter. I can't get his foot in! What's wrong? I grab Brayden, it's not going in. Then Tucker.

What is wrong?!

I study the shoe. I look in the inside real good, nothing's in there. I hold the bottom of the shoe up to their feet; it's plenty long enough... Then, I notice how the shoe narrows at the top.

Their wide, flat feet were not squeezing into that narrow shoe toe!

I dig through the garbage, trying to find all the tags I ripped off.

The shoe search continues.

The next day I went to Payless. I found some super cute sandals just like the one's they just outgrew. I ask if they have 2 more pair {fingers crossed}...

"No, we don't at this location, but the Victory Dr. location has 2 pair."

Yay! I do a little happy dance and ask if she will call to confirm and ask them to hold them for me.

"Their phone hasn't been working all day, I'm sorry."

Now, for those of you who don't know. I was on the complete opposite end of town. Then, I imagined driving out there and then not leaving with 2 pair of these sandals. My vision ended with some sort of explosion... my head, the Payless store, I'm not sure what, but it wouldn't be good.

So, I went back and looked again. I found another shoe that would work. Again, not exactly what I wanted. But, at this point, really - can I be picky?

"Do you have 2 more of this shoe in a 4 wide?" I asked.

"No ma'am, we have 2 pair, and the Peachtree location has 1 pair in stock."

"Great! Is their phone working?"

It was. She called and asked them to hold them for me.

They were on sale cheaper than the shoes from Wal-Mart and since I had to drive to another location, I received a $3.00 coupon for that pair.

Yay! Things are getting better!

I get a parking spot up front at the mall near the entrance closest to the Payless. I walk in, she's waiting with the shoes at the counter for me, I pay, I'm out in 2 minutes.

WOO HOO!

I'm very proud I now have 3 pairs of shoes in hand again that I know will fit.

I still haven't taken the others back to Wal-Mart. I'm going to do that this weekend! I just hope they take them back since all the tags are ripped off.

I come home, grab Carter, put socks on him and the new shoes with tags, just in case.

Perfect fit!

Next, I catch Brayden, get him 'shoed' up then Tucker.

They all look at their feet like I just put 100lb moon boots on them or something. I stand Brayden up and he drops to the ground. He's acting like he can't move his feet.

I look at Carter, he's already got one off.

I put it back on, now Tuck has both off.

I get them back on. Look at them all, Brayden is chewing on his.

I get them back on and try to make them all stand up to walk.

They raise their feet up like they are high stepping in a marching band, then we repeat previous verse. Brayden's chewing again. Tuck's rolling on the floor in tears trying to get them off. Carter is squatting down examining them.

Carter actually started walking around semi-normal in his before taking them off again. At which point I decided it was nap time. It really was. Well, it was close anyways! Really. ; )

So currently, I'm the proud owner of 7 pair of shoes, all size 4 and I have 3 boys who won't wear a shoe longer than 30 seconds.

If I wore this shirt I think I'd spend more time explaining it then just throwing those answers out quickly as I keep strolling. But it is so funny that all people, no matter where you're at in the world, ask the same questions about triplets.

These are all true for me except number 12. They're not my only children and that one throws off a whole other set of predictable questions to answer. Those answers look something like this:

1. One other.
2. Yes, he's a boy too.
3. almost 7.
4. He helps some.
5. He was excited.

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