Lydia had her wobbly boo-hoo's as she was so tired and sick of being scared and let her mama know with those tears and big red cheeks puffed out as she cried into her chest. Heading out into the living room Lydia didn't like the cold, she was tired, cranky, and probably hungry since the potatoes weren't really filling since she only had a few bites before her mama tried to 'poison' her with those nasty ham and veggie bits. The boys had gotten everything secured and now were cleaning up the pretty apparent mess of snow, glass and other obstructions for Nana and Papa.<br/><br/>Looking at their pile of presents they dusted the snow off and found Lydia's little music box to play for her while the others cleaned the floor. "Hey there miss fussy." Kryner said to Lydia who huffed and puffed in her tired cries so desperate for something she didn't know she wanted so badly. Probably to feel safe, but the concept was a bit hard for her to grasp, but Lydia wanted it without much hesitation as she started feeling better with her mother and father keeping her calm and staying close to her and warming her up.