Molly was in her room staring out the window catching up on her e-mail from Rosie and Nelson trying to figure out how to tell her parents they became grandparents over the weekend doing her homework so she wouldn't have to worry about it this weekend.

The Violent Femmes were on medium-loud and the door was open.

[ooc: Intended for one, but open ( Read more... )

Molly had spent the day outside, walking, running, jumping, climbing trees, putting on makeup, and generally enjoying all the things her body could do again now that she was mobile.

After dinner, she'd gone back to her room, a good book, and some M&Ms. Not that she was hiding. Really.

[ooc: Expecting one, but door is open.]

Ow. Pins and needles, pins and needles, pins and needles. Arms, hands, legs, fingers, toes...owowowowowowowow.

Molly blinked from her position on her side, where she'd obviously tipped over at some point during the de-statuation process. Oh, thank God, I can blink againBreathing. Breathing was good. She'd just do that, curled into her side as ( Read more... )