It's Day 3 of me being the prison guard and somehow I feel mentally, physically and emotionally drain. It's NO joke, having the 3 of them running around in all different directions and all of them require your undying attention is deadly.
I've reached a point whereby the cane is my shadow. The adoreable thing is, when I left the cane in the living room and returned back to my bedroom, either one of the triplets will take the cane, run after me and returned the cane back to me. Gosh, I can't help but wonder was I that fierce and aggressive ???!!!
The good news is with my "prisoner" behaviour, the three of them haven't start any riot. My mom's problematic eye is also improving as each day goes by. I can't imagine how my mom and my maid handle the 3 of them when the ratio is 3:2
But each day for them is filled with playing, fighting, crying, laughing, screaming, shouting, messing things around and more crying. I can't help but wonder, it's so nice being a kid.
I've took some pictures of them at play....
I've reached a point whereby the cane is my shadow. The adoreable thing is, when I left the cane in the living room and returned back to my bedroom, either one of the triplets will take the cane, run after me and returned the cane back to me. Gosh, I can't help but wonder was I that fierce and aggressive ???!!!
The good news is with my "prisoner" behaviour, the three of them haven't start any riot. My mom's problematic eye is also improving as each day goes by. I can't imagine how my mom and my maid handle the 3 of them when the ratio is 3:2
But each day for them is filled with playing, fighting, crying, laughing, screaming, shouting, messing things around and more crying. I can't help but wonder, it's so nice being a kid.
I've took some pictures of them at play....
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