I have thought about this day from the moment these three entered the world...This is the day that I officially have FIVE teenage daughters living under my roof. It used to scare me to death. But if my two older daughters (15 and 17) are any indication of what it is like to have teenage girls about, I am in for some very good days ahead. I just have to make it through 7th and 8th grade. Sometimes 7th and 8th grade girls make me want to poke needles in my eyes. I think I'm going to make it, though. After all, I'm 3/4 of the way through 7th grade triplets all ready. Woo Hoo! Happy birthday my little triplet gingers. I love you more than words can say. Even when you chew gum in my ear, or toss your back packs carelessly about my tidy living room, or steal my hairbrush and forget to put it back, I still love you lots.