Well after a few hiccups, the boys have returned to the nest!
The comedy of errors began when Dad was called into work at the last minute and had to miss out on the trip. So I {armed with the trusty GPS} set off alone with the little guy on the four hour trip to Forster. Within ten minutes of arriving though, the little guy had skewered himself on one of the beautiful scarlet roses that grow in Pops garden {while trying to sniff it}! It was a bit nasty - but he quickly recovered and was running around {read: being a maniac} in no time.
Bed time was when the action really happened though, with boys bed - hopping and constant trips to the toilet {!} as well as a mysterious itching attack that had middle guy wriggling and jiggling for at least an hour. Needless to say - Mummy didn't get much sleep!
After a very long five hour trip and only several hundred "are we there yet's", we finally made it home, Exhausted!
My poor camera unfortunately did not get let out of the bag, so the above image is borrowed. The Boys LOVE the dolphins and this is always the highlight of the trip. Hopefully next time I visit I will get to wriggle my toes in the warm sand though!
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