Babies are crying downstairs but Chuck is home and is giving me a break. They really are so much fun. I'm a little obsessed with them. People say the weirdest things to us when we go places too. Today we took all three kids to the post office because we were getting them passports. This old man came up to Hazel and said, "Where have you been? I haven't seen you in years!" Then he walked away. Another man said yesterday, "They're cute now..." I never quite know what to say when people talk to my babies and not me, especially when they ask questions. I feel dumb answering things they're asking my babies but they sure aren't going to do it.
Halloween this year was horrible. I hate Halloween. We didn't even get all the kids in their costumes at the same time. We lasted about 30 mins at our ward Halloween party before we decided it wasn't going to work and went and got frozen yogurt for diner instead. It was good.
We meet with Lucy's surgeon tomorrow. I can't believe we are already doing this all over again. It seems like we just barely did this with Hazel. As hard as these girls have been I wouldn't have traded this experience for anything.