In trying to decide what name best suits them – “The Three Stooges” or “The Three Musketeers,” I decided to just call it like it is – three adorable whippersnappers who do their best to keep me young.

Hank and Gavin, born just three months apart, when my daughters thought it’d be funny to have their first kid at the same time, know they’re cousins, but in their hearts, believe they’re brothers. Seeing each other as often as possible, they’ve bonded like brothers and now that they’ve both started kindergarten, the bickering between the two of them is at its all-time lowest. The 2-year-old granddaughter, June, rounds out the threesome, and knows she’s a girl but believes she can do anything the boys can do.

We spent the majority of last Saturday outside, enjoying the first day of fall, digging in the dirt, making a fort out of sticks and catching bugs. Just for old times’ sake, the boys wanted to take a bath, which is a little difficult, because they’re too big for the tub. I let them do it anyway so I could chase down the 2-year-old, who was determined to tear apart the LEGO “masterpieces” the boys had built. I gave them the all-in-one soap and shampoo and told them to be sure they used enough because they were filthy.

It’s never a good thing when I hear them giggling and I’m not in the same room. I walked in to find them both standing up and it appeared the entire bottle of soap had been used, as there wasn’t a place on their bodies that wasn’t covered in suds. 

“You said to be sure and soap up really good,” they said. 

It took five minutes with the shower to get it all off and in that short amount of time, June had destroyed their LEGO art and also managed to hide the Nerf gun bullets.

Bedtime wasn’t a problem as we were all worn out from a day of fresh air, although there is a downfall when they all go to sleep on schedule, as morning comes early with renewed energy.

At 6 a.m. the boys decided it would be a great idea to go outside and watch the sunrise. I can never resist any of their “great” ideas, unless it’s going to include jumping off of high objects. In less than 20 minutes we were dressed, huddled up in blankets, watching the sunrise. It was a great opportunity to ask them about kindergarten and get some information other than the typical. June added to the conversation, with occasional words we could understand, mixed in with the jabber, she told us about her friends at day care.

We didn’t sit still for too long because that’s how they roll, but the moments we did were magical. 

Their “great” ideas make memories but usually also messes, and this time was no different. Two of the blankets got rolled up in the wheels of the golf cart and all of our socks and shoes were soaking wet. 

Other than having to start a load of laundry, this great idea was a success.

Sandy Turner is a GateHouse Media columnist.