Coop has started reaching for me and it melts every ounce of me. For a few days I couldn't really tell because when he gets angry he throws his arms out to his sides like he has wings but twice so far today when I have come in the living room from the kitchen he sees me and he starts to cry and when I reach down for him he puts his arms above his head like he is reaching up for me. And I love it.
I'm thinking triplets might not be so bad.
And I am also thinking he has found my soft spot and it could all go downhill from here for me. They'll be thinking, That Mom, all you have to do is pretend to like her and she is like putty in your hands.
Oh well, it could be worse.