My daughter Beth, her mother and her husband here. Beth broke a lot of her arm last December, in an awful fall. It's not progressing as well as could it should, but she's a long way from where she started.
We all futility waved the refill sign around, until Francis took the matter under his six foot charge.
Beth, her mother and her mother-in-law. You remember Grandma Ruth. There is no picture of Caroline and Laura today; they tend to move as unit when together, and fade in and out of sight.
Back home this afternoon, here is Toby, attempting to recover from springing ahead for daylight savings. I took a bit of a nap before supper, too.
I sewed two more quilt tops this afternoon, and Laura put several more together, before retreating to her room to exercise her thumbs.
The winter storm forecast starting tomorrow afternoon is now up to 9" of snow. I'm beginning to take this personally.