A walk to the woods for two recovering bigger girls while me and Roo stay wrapped in our blankets.
Martin tells me Jenna is reading a note left from the fairies, here.
I'm feeling just a little bit stir crazy, myself, but their chests do sound so much worse in the cold and I'm still struggling to stay upright for very long. Short trips with Daddy are about our limit right now! *sigh* Well, he took some beautiful pictures of my precious daughters, anyhow. They cheered me up a bit. :)