so have everthing ready for the baby all but the bed and we are waiting for our next ultrasound to get that so we no for sure it is a girl cause right now she said she thinks its a girl but ? cause we are not seeing three lines for a hamburger as thay call for girls this baby is being so stubern...lol

Dream, 7/31: A woman sleeps in a four-poster bed. I play guitar seated on one corner of the bed. Freshly washed and folded clothes are stacked neatly on another corner. Scene changes to institutional hallway with several people preparing for a party. A man wearing glasses and bermuda shorts places hamburger buns into a blue plastic tub as two others look on. Scene changes to urban street. A person is attempting to parallel park a vehicle. The space she has chosen is flanked by a car parked perpendicular to the curb and another that has two vehicles double-parked. I have grave concerns about her success.

They were wet, they were slippery and they had wings. Grell smiled as she managed to get all the angel halfling babies to sit in the bathtub in an almost still manner. She kissed the closest baby's head as she rinsed them off, "My sweet babies." she cooed softly and drained the tub to wrap fluffy towels around them. She would have Angelina in the tub too but she just made things hectic, biting wings and splashing. It upset the younger ones terribly. Mirabelle, the only girl of the triplets laid her pink and red head on her mother's shoulder as she and her brothers were carried into the bedroom, "Aww," Grell sat them on the end of the bed, in a line and sat in front of them, beside a small pile of skin products. Grell insisted, until a child was old enough to wash themselves that she would maintain cleanliness to her own standard. After that it was none of her business how often her child bathed as long as they bathed at least every other day. Alaric laughed at his mum, finding the glint of light on her skull charms to be amusing. The mother in question ran lotion on the her babies skin and brushed their hair with a soft brush, "Aren't you just my pretty babies~?" she gushed and tickled them, kissing their bare bellies as she gave them fresh diapers. "My babies~ I love you." With a squeal of distress Angelina made her way from her toy where she sat on the floor to her mother and patted her knee, "Mawma..." she pleaded for attention and Grell picked her up, "There's my little Angel." Grell kissed her daughter's cheeks and laid the toddler under the feet of the triplets. "There you are," Grell smiled, "All my precious babies in a- woah," she stopped Cato from rolling off the bed, "I need to dress you before you go away from me. Don't break mummy's heart~" She then dressed Mirabelle in a yellow summer dress with puffed sleeves and white lace at the bottom hem. Cato wore a dark blue short sleeve onesie suit with white stars embroidered in a sweeping pattern across one shoulder and his belly and a pair of light colored shorts. Alaric had a light brown onesie with a dinosaur and giraffe on it and black shorts. Angelina wore a black summer dress with spaghetti straps and skull charms adorning the bottom on several ruffles of lace. Next came the feeding, which unlike bathing the babies were all fed together. Grell held a bowl of mashed potatoes, peas and corn with a small bit of hamburger meat in it in teeny, easy to swallow bites. Angelina would get something of more sustenance later as she could eat normally considering she had all her teeth since birth. One by one, spoonful by spoonful Grell cycled through the babies, giving them each one bite. Occasionally one would whine or fuss when they didn't get their bite exactly when they wanted it but overall it was a good feeding time. (Um...that's all I have for now with five kids and three dogs running amok around me...feel free to reply or not. It's meant to be a look into Grell's life with the babies.)

Mattress pad washed and put on the bed... sheets are in the dryer..... Hamburger Helper is cooling to put in containers for my womderful husbands lunches..... Almost all of my packing is done for Atlanta.... Dishes have been washed and put away.... Peanuts are on the stove boiling.... So I think it has been a productive day so far.