Usually when I take the boys places myself, I use the wagon or stroller to transport them from the car to wherever we're going. Today we went to a play date, and I parked in their driveway. I wasn't going to bother with the wagon or stroller since I was so close to the front door. When leaving and trying to get the boys back out to the car, I carried two while I let the third walk. Of course, he tried to run away, so I quickly placed the two into the van (not yet strapped in...door open) so I could run after the 3rd. When I caught #3, I went to put him back into the van only to have #2 crawl out and start to run away. As I run after him, #1 crawls out. You get the idea. This continued for several minutes. Me chasing after these crazies trying to corral them all into the van so I could close the door and start buckling them in. Them, of course, laughing hysterically at my futile efforts. It was not one of my better moments, but figured it was probably one of those things that would be hilarious to an outsider.
#tripletmomproblems
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