Rogue stretched out on the blanket alongside the twins, who were blinking up at... she didn't know if they were actually looking at anything, really. Matti's eyes were doing the weird probably not focusing thing, and she couldn't tell
what Katie was or wasn't seeing, thanks to her inheriting her father's eyes. Still, Rogue turned her head and looked up as well, smiling at the umbrella. She'd picked a very shaded area of the garden to set up shop, hoping that the sun wouldn't get to them too much since she had no idea how sunscreen and fur were supposed to work. It had rained pretty heavily earlier, too, and the added protection of the hugeass umbrella she'd propped up to shield them from any drips from the trees was probably enough to guarantee they'd be fine.
"I'd tell you what it is you're lookin' at, but y'all don't understand a word I'm saying anyway, and so as long as I say it like this you're gonna be happy," she cooed at them, smiling as she added, "Unless you get all cranky 'cause your daddy ain't here. But daddy isn't here because your momma's what people call a bitch." Kurt was up in the room, taking a much needed nap. The twins had been particularly restless the night before and she'd decided that if they didn't need to be fed, she wasn't getting up. She still hadn't slept through the whole night, but she'd gotten more sleep than he had, and once she'd woken up enough to realize just how awful he looked because of it, she felt horrible for doing it in the first place.
There had been a
great thunderstorm earlier, and though she woke up for part of it, the twins hadn't. As soon as it started to clear, though, she offered to take the babies outside for a while so he could have some peace and quiet. At least for a little while. Leaning in and giving Matti, who was closest, a kiss on the forehead, she assured him, "Don't worry, momma's working on it."