This photograph is proof that it's impossible to get fairies to stand still long enough to be photographed. So there.
The day got off to a dramatic start when Exile #4 attempted to walk between my still-recumbent form and the edge of the bed and ended up doing half a somersault off the side of the bed and landing head first on the floor. Somehow she managed to not hurt herself, but she was a bit shaken up.
Her real injuries at the moment (unusually for her) are not self-inflicted but mosquito bites. According to Wikipedia, the whole English speaking world calls then 'mozzies' except for here in North America where they're known by variations on 'skeeters'. Indeed, Exile #2 reports receiving a very blank look when she told someone she had some mozzie-bites. There's always something to catch us out.
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