Everyone chatted and laughed and told stories. The blond twin told her favorite story about how we almost let her die rather than believe she had appendicitis. I noted that we call her the drama queen for a reason, so it's hard to know when there is a real problem sometimes.
As we left, the girls complained about the 40 degree weather like it was -25. I was saying goodbye to our friends when the blond twin said, "Please open the car door. I think I have frostbite."
They laughed. I pulled out my car keys and said, "See what I'm working with here?"