I’m going to stop apologizing for posting so many pictures, because it’s just going to keep happening.

Last night was much better. Now I can get a post together instead of trying to sleep in every spare moment.

The New Year celebration was great fun over here. We had a lovely spread of hors d’oeuvres. The Ribeiras are to thank for the stuffed, fried olives, and the coconut chicken. I could’ve eaten my weight in those. Everything I contributed was pre-made, but hey, I have three babies. I’m not as adventurous in my culinary endeavors as I used to be. Good thing Jeff is here to make up for where I lack.

There’s nothing like a serenade from Daddy to help cheer you up, eh Alex?

Mr. Bennett is finally deciding that it’s pretty fun to be on two feet. Steps are yet to be taken. Alex, now it’s your turn.

The cute shirts we got at the NICU Christmas party.

Ha! I got you again, Lili. And Penny too!

There’s no end to the fun you can have with babies.Okay, maybe there is.

Ruby’s favorite reading place. I think she likes the privacy. And don’t worry, she has a diaper on.

These boys, on the other hand, do not. (I know the tv is on a lot, but it’s a great distraction tool while changing diapers and clothes. When you have triplets, and one wants to play with the poopy diaper you just took off someone else, and another one is climbing on your back, you’ll understand.)

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Ruby is quite the girly-girl. She LOVES her pettiskirt we got from my talented cousin Sara’s Etsy shop, with a gift certificate from my Grandma. Thanks to both of you!

What is so fun about the storm door? They seriously cry every time someone closes the door before they get a chance to play here. Alex wants to put an end to the fun.

Time for pigtails again. She looks way too old for me.

The boys were jealous while she was getting her hair done, they needed some combs to feel included.

One drawback of having your sister live with you: you think every night is an occasion to make a treat. We were feeling oatmeal chocolate chip pizzookies this night.

This is where they can usually be found when I’m in the kitchen. Sometimes all three of them crowd there and whine at me until their food is ready. Lovely. At least they were happy on this occasion. I’m sure I’ll miss this cooking audience one day.

Next up, videos. But I’ll save that for tomorrow, as this post was quite lengthy. That’s just what happens when you have lots of kids and lots of photo-ops.