Triple joy

We had an unplanned outing last night to visit friends whose triplet grandsons were in town. The family was sitting around the kid-proofed family room watching the entertainment. Nearly 21 months old, the boys are at that age where everything - an odd noise, a silly face or a simple game of "yuck!" evokes surprise, delight and even belly laughs. Our visit was relatively short - about 90 minutes - but it struck me later that even though there had been a little conversation going on, a room full of adults was immersed in watching the antics of and interacting with three toddlers. And when it was jammie time, it was all able hands on deck. I even got to help one put on his puppy dog PJs, playing peek-a-boo and tickling pudgy toes and chubby fingers as I pulled them through snug pant legs and sleeves. What a gift before heading back out to our quiet, grown-up lives.