Gather round, ladies. It was amazing. I was in the presence of greatness this weekend.
While at D's first county fair with some friends, we decided to head over to the tractor area because the two little kids wanted to climb on them and it was a shaded area to rest (it was a 90 degree day). D was getting really cranky, as it was waaaaay past his nap time. So I head over to the shaded area, only to find her.
She had four kids - one four year old and triplets. Yes, triplets. I cried a little for her. We get to talking about kids, development, etc., and I notice, NOT ONE of her kids was crying. Or fussing. Or screaming. My kid was doing all of the above.
The triplets were all 11 months old, so not much older than D, and were all well behaved, chillin' in the grass, drinking their bottles and playing. The four year old was cute and friendly, playing with the tractors. They were all fed, dressed, polite, and she was put together, her hair and makeup were done, and she looked relatively well rested. And then, the cherry on top - my friend points out to me, as they're leaving, that she only had ONE diaper bag.
I swear she had a halo. MOTY has been found.
Note - I didn't take pictures because that would have been super hawkward. But it's true.
The End.
Re: It's all over, folks. I found the MOTY.