Sick Linus. Came home with a fever of 102. (And in spite of not being 103, impossible not to get Hot Blooded stuck in my head.)

Not only did I get four bikes on the new rack, none of them fell off on the drive back home from Baton Rouge. Win!

I mean, honestly. It’s like you don’t believe me. Second set of identical triplets (not counting the boys) in two days. Now do you believe they’re not so rare?

(This is actually the set we met back in 2009, which was pretty cool. My mom, being my mom, knew someone who was related to the girls, and we somehow finagled an invite to a birthday party they were also attending. Random, but Baton Rouge is a small town, and my mom does know everyone, I think.)

Here we have non-scientific proof that identical triplets are definitely not rare.

We walked into this indoor playground this morning, and manning the front desk was one of a set of identical triplet girls that worked there.

And this isn’t even the first time we’ve run into a set of older identical triplet girls.

See? Dime a dozen.

Feel like the cheapest mom ever. While the boys are earning their stickers for a Wii U (which will hopefully take a few more months) I take them to play on the demo model at Target.

Come…to…mama….

Took the boys to a local bouncy place to get some energy out since it was too cold to go outside.* It worked, a little.

*It was in the 40s. Don’t be snarky, northerners.

Took the boys to Endymion for the first time ever. For those not in New Orleans, it’s one of the biggest parades, and it takes a different route than all of the other parades. I haven’t been in a very long time, and I’ve never watched it in Mid-City like I did this year.

It was somewhat overwhelming, for everyone. But in the end, a good time was had by all, especially Miles.

The boys had their Mardi Gras parade at school and Miles was a little overwhelmed. Thank goodness for his beloved English teacher, Mr. Rob, who stayed with him the whole time. So sweet!

Ollie.