Name: Baxter Caldwell<br/>Location: Living room to Kitchen<br/>Approximate Time: 7:20<br/>Wearing: Jeans and white t-shirt<br/>Tagging: Irina, Olivia, Sam<br/><br/>Baxter looked up from his book, as Irina practically skipped into the room towards the stairs. He gave her a genuine smile. Though Irina was the well behaved middle child of the family, she had also been the family member who visited him the most, bringing him books and other little luxuries he was allowed to have while inside. He had looked forward to each of her visits more than he dared to say. Now that he was out they even went running together fairly frequently.<br/><br/>"I guess.. I'm kind of excited to go skiing with everybody." he said her, and stopped, surprised that he actually meant it. It had been slow going, but he WAS starting to feel a little bit more comfortable back in the house. He was glad that they were going to do something normal, a family vacation, maybe it would thaw things a little more. Maybe he would even reconnect with Sam and his father a little more.<br/><br/>Hearing his mother call from the kitchen he gave Irina an overdramatic eye roll. "You better hurry before Sam gets to the shower, I saved you some hot water, but I can't make promises for her." he said as he rose and made his way to the kitchen where he gave his mother a quick peck on the cheek. "Thanks for cooking mom." he said as he loaded a plate with eggs and toast, and just a little bacon. He glanced over at Sam as he sprinkled some salt and pepper onto the eggs. "Morning Sam, feeling warm this morning?" he attempted a joke, about her current state of dress on that winter morning.