At our first stop, Josiah kept telling the customer, "Wet my people go!" He had watched the Prince of Egypt, and he is ever the re-enacter. Now, any time he sees a movie that takes place in biblical times, the main character is Moses - even Jesus is Moses. To keep the boys out of Steve's hair, and to keep them from tearing up the customer's garden, I took the boys on a short walk. When we got back to the customer's house, we noticed that they had their front yard fully decorated for Halloween. There were tombstones, and coffin with a skeleton in it, black cats, floating ghosts, and more. The customer's wife was outside and offered to let the boys take a look at the Halloween stuff. Micah said "Devil bad" and pointed in the direction of the decorations. (I'm so proud of him.) When a lady asked what the boys would be for Halloween, I answered, "Triplets." When we got into the car, there was the awful stench of poop! We had to stop somewhere to change diapers. Steve suggested a place we knew the boys would enjoy... McDonald's. As soon as they saw the golden arches, here came the cries: "Fa Fies!" (french fries) Yes, they were excited. We parked the car, Steve ordered the food, and I brought the boys to the bathroom. Hmm, all three diapers were clean, but I still smelled poop. Well, it wasn't in the diapers, it was on the bottom of Noah's shoe and my boot. We both stepped in some doggy doo at the customer's house.
After the meal, we headed out for Orlando. We stopped for a minute at a friend of Steve's house. He had lost about 80 pounds since we had last seen him. He had his four-year-old granddaughter with him, and she immediately took charge of the triplets. She took Josiah by the hand and led him where she wanted. She brought the boys to the toy room (which they loved), and gave them crayons. (Word of advice - never let an army of children color without adult supervision.) Chloe came quickly and complained that the boys were coloring her room, so I hurried over to see Micah coloring inside a Tupperware box, and Josiah getting ready to color a storybook. I took the colors away from them, made sure they were not going to get into more trouble, and told the little girl to make sure she didn't let the boys get any more colors. Noah noticed the toy piano, and loved watching things light up on it.
After a short visit, we left, went to the next estimate, which was a quickie, and then went on to the last place. I called the customer to let him know we were almost to his place, and he told me that he would be about 40 minutes before he could get home, but he would call us in at the gate so we could go in. He told us about a playground by his house, which the boys were very glad for. We got into the playground and started on the merry-go-round, then the slides, then the swings. Micah calls the swing a "fing", and Noah calls it a "wing". They are getting more expressing, telling us that they want to get down, and Josiah loves telling his brothers to "come on" or "come here." For almost an hour, the boys played, and then we went to see the customer's house, which was on a lake. The boys had a ball running around, looking at sculptures, getting wet from the sprinklers, and throwing rocks from the garden into the lake. They had so much fun, they didn't want to leave. When it was time to leave, Noah whined, "peyoun, peyoun." (He wanted to go back to the playground.) The nice thing about almost-three-year-olds is that when they see something else they want to do, they don't mind not doing what they originally wanted to do.
Driving through Orlando to go back home, we stopped at a tourist souvenir shop to see if we could find any Lightning McQueen shirts for the boys, since that is one of their favorite characters. They also like Nemo, Tarzan and Mickey Mouse. We went inside, and it was like letting them loose in a toy store. Three different directions, they ran everywhere wanting to see this and touch that. We got them together at the t-shirts, and then took them to the stuffed animals. They liked the alligators, but Noah kept pointing out "Mighty Mouse" (He can't quite say Mickey). We couldn't find the shrits we wanted or liked at the price we were willing to pay, so we left, without too much incident. The boys are good about leaving a store without having to take something with them. We just tell them to say "Bye, Alligator," and they do!
Even though we did mostly driving, it did take a toll on us, and we were glad to be home finally and to relax. On to the next adventure!
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