C tried out her scooter (from Christmas). She liked it, but it will take awhile to get the trick of balancing. E's poor little legs still won't reach her bike pedals, but that will be remedied in time.
Yesterday they spent over an hour in the sandbox! It was 60 degrees out!
The girls picked up some yucky colds, so we've been staying in today. Watched Enchanted for the first time because somebody at Jazzercise said I look like Amy Adams. I don't see it, but it was a really great movie.

C was so scared at the end, she was holing me tight and said "I think they're going to DIE!" But it didn't last long and she had a big grin on her face at the end. Why shouldn't a little girl dream about princesses and happy endings with a prince who is your true love?