Twins are funny, things can be going along just great and then all of a sudden, chaos breaks out. Our trip over to feed the chickens and check for eggs was like that. The girls were excited to get the eggs, but then oops, Harper accidently broke one, no biggy, they had 3 others, they love the chickens and feeding them. But while washing their hands with the hose, they managed to get their feet and flip-flops wet and first Harper, then Ava, got upset when they got gravel inside them, and start hopping around and freaking out. I tried to calm them down and rinse them off, but then Harper remembered that she has a sore on her foot, and that, in turn, reminded Ava that she has a sore toe. Now both are crying and neither one can walk, "no walk!" and they want to be carried. We didn't want to do that and were discussing the options with them, or lack thereof, when Ava and I noticed Rielee's wagon beside the garage and... all was well. Happy girls again, just like that.
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