When the three of us are out walking somewhere, the Monkeys, for some reason, feel the need to each walk exactly at my side, one on each shoulder. It's weird and awkward and I frequently feel like I'm walking with an entourage or my very own body guards. Mostly it feels like we're too large of a group to fit whatever space we're in.
We were in Target the other day, and I attempted to get a snap of this so you could see what I mean. What we ended up with was not even close but way too epic not to share.