This was a rather amazing event. The fertility clinic that blessed us with our triplets throws a yearly party in which they rent the zoo and host a dinner and more. The doctors fan out, and spend over an hour greeting and spending time with every person, couple, or whatever and their miracles. Like so many popes, only closer and more useful. Not to say that the doctors behaved badly, they were the height of graciousness. And they were loved and thanked. And blessed I wager. Twins were passe, Triplet families greeted one another and compared notes, and there were copious rumours of Quad sightings. A diverse crowd, white, black, Arab, Mexican, straight, not, all there. There to celebrate that they wanted children, but could not conceive, until. Until whatever miracle the doctors performed. I reasoned that our triplets had biosibs in the crowd, and I looked for them. Easier said than done.
Honestly, our little kids were cranky and I was grumpy myself until I spent a second thanking our Doctor and God. Things improved after that. I will post several pics from that evening.
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