I knew they had to be feeling better when I found them rolling around the front room in fits of hysterical giggles amongst a pile of 'previously folded laundry'. They had invented a new tickling game that involved one of Isla's pink socks. Too funny.
With better health and a boost in energy we've been out and about more the last couple of days, reconnecting with some friends in the neighborhood.
On the weekend we checked out a new sledding spot with our French Canadian neighbors, Caroline and her daughter Arianne. And today we had a great afternoon over at Isla's buddy Jackson's house. Roscoe was even good enough to go down for a nap in their pack and play, which meant I could enjoy another cup of coffee with Wyatt while Isla and Jackson made lego-mobiles.