Yesterday, we all enjoyed the girls' first Thanksgiving by gathering at my parents' house. Although the girls had to stay outside when the family was over (my mom is fond of southwest-style decorating... all those cow hides wouldn't have stood a chance), they did very well staying relatively mellow about all of the visitors. They were even brave enough to let my young nephew touch them, although not for longer than a few seconds.
So, sort of progress.
In more measurable progress, we've had the girls for almost 6 weeks now. Although it's been touch-and-go, especially with Zelda, they've bounced back from their rough start in a big way. We'll have their weights done tomorrow (for the umpteenth time... I've honestly lost count...), and although they're still skinnier than I would like, we're getting there.
I'm very thankful that my ladies lived to see the holiday. We're looking forward to Christmas now...