So blog posts have been slow the past several weeks, but I've got a good reason. Rus + Kels + Lucca have been staying with us...for almost A MONTH. (Rustin is editing a commercial in Seattle and they have spoiled us with an extra-long visit.) During the day when the dudes are busting tail at work, so we can stay at home with our babies, Kelsey + I lay on the couch and eat bon-bons. Being at home all day with 3 babies is a piece of cake.
So today we had the idea of trying teething biscuits with my teething babies. They were LOVING those things until I noticed that the Linc-man's biscuit was missing the entire top. Ooops! I watched him as he calmly chewed and chewed. He then proceeded to calmly start coughing. At this point I'm beginning to freak out a bit. I pick him up to lay him face down, and he starts turning RED. I whack him extra hard and see that darn biscuit shoot into his mouth and I sweep it out. Yeah, I pretty much saved his life! So no more death biscuits for the babies for a little while. Although I think Lincoln and I were quite entertaining to Lila.
Here is a picture of the Swishees prior to our exciting ordeal.