At play

 

Here they are, going to the market because their mother is sick (I'm fine! This is their play.). They have to go through the snow, there is no other way, so they say.

Here they are, they have obtained provisions. 

And here they are another day, orphans trying to peddle their (snow) eggs.  The have no place to live because their mother is dead. (Why am I always sick or dead in their play?!?!)

They have quite the pilgrimage, hoping to find the orphanage.

They are much obliged, they found an orphanage with room so they shall not have to spend the night out of doors.

This kid?  Try as they may, he's over it and decidedly not playing along with their ideas. 

Always an adventure!