They all came running over to me where I sat on the couch and, as if they had planned it all before hand, they clambered up my legs and began stuffing Binkies down the front of my shirt. My three babies had a Binky in each hand and one in each mouth, so that made for 9 Binkies in my shirt.
Once I was able to stop laughing and breath for a moment, I asked them what on earth they were doing.
"Puttin' da Binkies inna da, . . . yer pocket, Mommy!" Josie happily explained while patting my now lumpy shirt.
Silly me.
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