Introducing, in birth order and birth size,
Alexander (Sandy), Philip and Griffin.
It was a sweet treat to spend a day hanging out with these three little fellas and their mom and grandma. And these perfect gentlemen cooperated perfectly for their photos, fed all at the same time on a schedule, slept when we wanted them to sleep (mostly), woke up when we wanted them to wake up and didn’t even pee on us. Who said triplets are hard?
(I kid, I kid. I was only there for the daylight hours.)
I haven’t yet made my way through the many, many photos we took, but here are a few of my favorites so far, making their debut here at Hank & Willie. Depending on how you look at it, the boys are six weeks old here or—adjusted for their early arrival—just one week old.
(I’ll post more once mom and dad have seen them all, I don’t want to give away anything they might be using for their announcement!)
So my conclusion after spending a day with triplets? The only thing sweeter than a week-old baby is three of them. Seriously.
Congratulations, A & T, on your beautiful, healthy family!
Position clearly not endorsed by two out of three triplets.
Giving us a run for it