Nanny Tales

At times I think back to my Ohio days and caring for triplets. It was challenging but very rewarding! Most days I was exhausted by (or before) bedtime. Some days I didn't feel like getting up and facing those crying babies but that was usually when I wasn't feeling up to par myself. On good days I loved it!




Take bath nights for instance. Leigh would start the bath water, gather fresh diapers & pajamas and set up the scale. John and I would one by one strip the babies down and hand them to Leigh to be weighed and then plopped in the tub for a scrubbing down. (When they got a bit bigger they would all go in together and what a splashing fun time they had!) It didn't take long and soon she would bring out a freshly scrubbed baby securely wrapped in a towel and only the head peeking out. Sometimes I had to take a second look to make sure which one it was. I would quickly rub in the lotion, put on a clean diaper and yank on pajamas, trying to ignore the hungry wails. Then into the highchair, slap on a bib and silence at last as the food was shoveled in. Well, at least silence from that quarter. Brothers 2 and 3 might still be in the process. When all the little tummies were full it was time for a story, and how they delighted in those! Of course, the shorter the better, at this age, and then at the first sign of a yawn or eye-rubbing they were whisked off to bed. Tuck each one in and kiss them goodnight and breathe a sigh of relief.









This was hat day! How they loved hats, at least they were fun to pull off the brothers' heads.











Here let me take a turn! I want to be like Dad, too! Dad was the one that vacuumed the house and so the boys thought it was big stuff. How they fought over their play sweeper! John and Leigh only hope it lasts till they are able to do some good.



I am still a nanny but one 15-month-old seems like a picnic compared to triplets. I have time to read, do sudoku puzzles, email and take naps. I take Emma shopping, to the park or just for walks around the farm to visit with the horses, ducks, chickens, calves, cats or Dennis the donkey. I would never have attempted these things with three.


Grady, Gerut and Griffin will always have a special place in my heart. Emma is finding a place there, as well. There may be others along the way but I will always fondly remember my first nanny job caring for triplets! (We won't mention the three dogs. That in itself is another story and one that does not fill my heart with warm fuzzies!)