




We had a scare the other night, but all is well. Harper choked on her bottle, then inhaled some formula and wouldn't breathe for a while. Her little face turned purple, but then she started breathing. It was pretty scary for everyone, but Lexi and Kelly were great in an emergency (I'm sure Luke would be too, but he wasn't there at the time).
Kelly is back to work, which she hates--not the job, but being away from the babies. We're finding child care to be an issue, shockingly. We're balancing it between her mom and my mom, but we're still finding our way. It's hard to be away from them.
Harper and Ava had their first trip to the beach last weekend; we went to Aunt Cathy's beach house. We walked them up and down the strip in Long Beach. Taking them out in public is always interesting, because every single person who walks by looks at them and comments. It's kind of like being in a freak show, but we can't complain.
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