Charlotte has had a rough fortnight. Two weeks ago, she slipped in the shower. Mummy thought, "oh, she's crying a lot, but that's Charlotte-ish," so we put her to bed. When she woke screaming the next morning, Daddy took her to three physicians, who eventually concluded that she had fractured her collarbone. Two days later, Mummy left town.
This past weekend, Charlotte was again grumpy. This time, the culprit was strep throat. Fortunately, the recovery time is much shorter for strep. Today, Mummy again left town. We're a bit apprehensive about what will happen to Charlotte before Mummy's next work trip.
Claire is less likely to get injured. This weekend, she announced to Mummy after a whole hour outside on a 60F, sunny day, "I've been working hard outside for a long time. I need to go inside now" (to watch tv or work on lego, presumably).
The following video shows the girls singing, "Jesus will take the chicken out of you, bwawk bwawk." Might explain why Charlotte has wanted to stick to beef, pork, or meatless options lately.