I haven’t posted in a while. 14 straight days of sick child will do that to you. First my daughter comes down with a 105 degree fever in the middle of a hurricane. She recovers only to see one of my sons fevered by an ear infection. One day later my lone holdout succumbs to a stomach bug. Just prior to the great plaque I relived part of my childhood by watching Gremlins. The movie ticks through the rules of owning a Mogwai. Of course the characters pay no heed. The movie moves through each consequence. Meanwhile, it dawned on me: triplets are a lot like having a Mogwai. To wit: One moment you are celebrating a happy, warm, loving Christmas season. Just you, your family, and the dog. You receive an awesome gift. In real life it’s a pregnancy after 3 years of trying. In the less dramatic, movie version, it’s a Mogwai. So far, so good. Pretty shortly thereafter everything comes apa...
We tried for one, and we ended up with a bushel of fun.