Two. Sira.
Three. Bereket.
One . . .TWOOOOOOO . . . (don't make me get to three!) . . . THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
And that's how my favorite triplet-motivational speech goes. In this classic example, we have three boys running around house perimeter, climbing up and through open french doors in the south, back outside through back door in the north, and round the house again, all the while alluding counting-frenzied mommy and bed time. Your typical spring and summer bedtime ritual.
2 comments:
That sounds like so much fun (from the toddler perspective). :)
I know I say this every time I leave a comment on your blog, but they are SO DARN CUTE!
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