Rosie, Bridget, and Ann are born on July 26, 1994.
Bo: What's wrong, honey?
Lanolin: I broke my legs. Then I'm so fat.
Bo: I'm going to take you to the hospital.
Bo: Doctor, is she all right?
Doctor: Yes, Bo. Okay, Lanolin. Push, push, push, and push. Hope that helps you. (finally, the baby triplets pop out of Lanolin's stomach) Congrats, Lanolin! They're girls. What are their names, Bo?
Bo: Rosie, Bridget, and Ann.
Lanolin: I like these names for those triplet girls. Let's bring our girls home.
Bo: Happy birthday, girls. You're all a whole year old. Enjoy this lovely cake.
Bo: (gasps) Rosie said her first word "cake"! Bridget said her first word "candle"! And Ann said her first word "yummy"! (chuckles)
Rosie, Bridget, and Ann: We love cake! (they all giggle)
Rosie, Bridget, and Ann: Trick-or-treat!
Man: (gasps) Why, girls! Your costumes are very snazzy! Have some candy.
Rosie: Thanks, mister!
Bridget: Thank you!
Ann: Thank you, sir! (giggles)
Bo: Enjoy Christmas in 1997! See my girls? They're wanting a million presents.
Rosie: I want Barney! (x4)
Bridget: I want Teletubbies! (x4)
Ann: I want Wiggles! (x4)
Bo: Okay, okay. In fact... Merry Christmas!
Mr. Simon: Okay, class. Today we'll share milk and cookies. Who wants a go?
Tom: Me, me, me! YAAAAAY!!!
Wubbzy: Wow, wow, wow! I'm so hungry! (eats all the cookies and drink up all the milk) Mmm, yummy!
Tom: (gasps) Wubbzy stole all the milk and cookies! (bawls loudly)
Mr. Simon: Wubbzy! Go to the time-out corner!
Wubbzy: Okay, Mr. Simon. (walks away)
Rosie, Bridget, and Ann: That crazy yellow creature! (they all laugh)
(Rosie, Bridget, and Ann's parents died from a car crash)
Rosie, Bridget, and Ann: Good-bye, mom and dad! (they all sob loudly)
(R.I.P.: Bo and Lanolin (1968 - 2004))
(Rosie, Bridget, and Ann have their foster parents Brian and Kate)
Brian: Hi, girls!
Rosie, Bridget, and Ann: Hi, foster mom and dad!
Kate: So we're a very good family! (chuckles)
Rosie, Bridget, and Ann: Our foster dad needs plastic surgery.
Kate: Don't worry, Brian. I'll take you to the hospital.
Brian: Okay, Kate.
(at hospital again...)
Doctor: The doctor is here.
Brian: You look like my boss.
Doctor: I know. Now lie down and let's begin.
(five and a half hours later...)
Brian: Here I am!
Rosie: You look adorable.
Bridget: Yes, you do.
Ann: Oh, yes. You really do.
Brian: Thanks, girls. You're un-grounded.
Brian: I swear to God! If you all get grounded one more time like this, you will go to jail!! Do you hear me?!
Rosie, Bridget, and Ann: Yes, foster dad!
Kate: March to your room right now!
February 19, 2013