Upon our return from Grandpa's festivities, we had plans to attend our littlest neighbor's birthday party. She just turned one! But instead we landed in the ER with Manda. While Steve and I were gathering our things to head out, she jumped on her scooter, slipped, and fell face first on the upturned metal handle. Several hours and eight stitches later we were home. I think it was about equally traumatic for Emma who saw it all and cried almost as hard. It's at times like these that I recognize their "twinness".
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