Toes, Feet, Hands and Eyes

It sounds like a children's song from Kindergarten, but it isn't.  It is the sad state three of the four adults find themselves in before we leave next week.  One of us is in a cast due to a broken foot (healing quickly though), one is in sandals due to an infected ingrown nail, and the third has an eye infection and a sore hand.  So we have the blind, leading the limping, leading the hobbler!  Poor last man standing, he's going to have his hands full cooking, setting up tents, watching kids while the rest of us relax and allow the sunsets to heal our aches.  I suppose this is a good indication that none of us is aging as gracefully as we had hoped!