Mama said there would be days like this.
It really wasn't a bad day just a hectic one.  I was standing at the door waiting to hand John a baby as soon as he got home from work.
It started just like every other day.  John got up at 4:30am with a crying baby ready to eat.  I was able to sleep until about 8, which is awesome. (thank you so much John)  Tabby woke me up and was ready to play, by the time I brought her to the living room Chloe was screaming.  I got the girls settled and at 9 I started feeding them their morning snack.  PJ slept in, he hasn't been feeling well.  At 9:30 I woke him up for his morning snack.  By 10 everybody was happy.  By 10:30 PJ spit up all over himself and the exersaucer.  I cleaned him up and changed his clothes.  Ian worked in his workbook this morning and then put about half an hour into his oil painting.  I finished up his stage 2 model car, the tail lights were too small for him to get glued.  I put a load of clothes in the washer, emptied the dishwasher, vacuumed the living room floor, straighted up the office a little, took the dog out to potty, and cleaned up the paint brushes.  At 12 Noon it was time to feed babies again.  The Occupational therapist arrived at 12:30.  I finished feeding the babies by 12:45 and handed them over to Jennifer, their therapist.  I loaded the dishwasher (mostly bottles and nipples), changed the laundry over and started another load.  I thought that I was done washing for the day. Then Ian washed my car and when he was finished he was soaking wet, no surprise there.  More dirty clothes.  Nana came over at about 2pm with a project for Father's Day that involved paint.  Babies and paint, now that's what I call a mess.  More dirty clothes.  Well it wasn't that bad, but all the babes did have to get a bath.  Nana bathed, diapered, dressed, and put them all to sleep.  She must of had some magic fairy dust.  She even took Ian to run errands with her for about an hour.  PEACE, finally.  During my hour of reprieve I printed some pictures and started another Father's day project.  By the time Nana and Ian got back PJ had woken up.  Ian and I worked together on this project for about half an hour before PJ let me know he was hungry.  It was 4pm and time for another bottle anyway.  I fed all three of them while Ian continued to work on the project.  Not yet finished but needing to be picked up before John got home so we wouldn't ruin the surprise, Ian cleaned up the huge scrap book mess that was spread all across the living room floor.(Kudos to Ian)  He was even able to get the surprise hidden before anyone knew what we were up to.  I took the dog out to potty again and came back in to three crying babies.  PJ just needed his wookie put back in his mouth, Chloe was just being Chloe, and Tabby had a belly ache.  5:20, Cora arrives to pick up Ian and helps put Tabby back to sleep.  5:30, John pulls up and I meet him at the door to hand him Chloe.  Ian gets sent outside to pick up his mess from washing the car and to wind the water hose back up. Cora and Ian leave.  5:45, Thinking I had a few minutes I called Poppie, as soon as he answer the phone, Mr. Hall, our neighbor comes over.  I told Poppie I'd call him back in a few minutes. John has been working on his computer and Mr. Hall wanted the status.  John finished fixing it real quick and carried it back over to his house to hook it up.  6:30, John is back but only long enough for us to decide that McDonald's would be the quickest and easiest thing for dinner.  7:15, we finish eating.  Thanks again to John, I get a few minutes to come in here and upload new pictures to the website and write this.  8:00, John feeds the babies their last bottle of the day and puts them down for the count.  Before I go to bed I will need to take the nipples, caps, and rings out of the dishwasher so they can finish air drying, put the last load of clothes in the dryer, boil the rice and puree it for tomorrows bottles, feed the dog, and finally, turn the TV off, shut the curtains, and lock the doors.