Living on a sandy beach my whole life coming to a stony beach can be a bit of a change, do not get me wrong I am not a beach snob I just like sand. We were camping at the time and headed down to beach to watch some people get baptised in the sea. Whilst we were there we had a little play, I say little because for some reason they did not like the stones. Little bear tried to eat the stones and Ami just tried to throw them, the only one who enjoyed it was Pants who enjoyed climbing over all the big stones.
I am not complaining I do love the sea and the beach, I feel most at home which is why I sleep so well when I can hear the sea as we did whilst camping and even those times where I was awake the sound of the sea makes me feel relaxed. The sea breeze also helps clear those cobwebs away and also knackers the children out. Its just the stones I love to dig, I mean help the kids dig which is a bit nore difficult on the stones. Maybe I need to become more creative? build a little fort out of the stones or something.
Here is some photo's of us on the stones, not too many of us grimacing with pain as we stood on a pebble, really is so so painful. The babies do not look happy in any of them but it was nice for a change of scenery and a different environment. Was so nice hanging out together we have been so busy lately these short times are the only few we have had in each others company. Lovely to grab these moments and try to make the most of them before we are separated again, its these moments we remember long gone are memories of the hard days where everything is repetitive but replaced by good family time and the good fun we had.
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| This one is my fave she was upset as Daddy put her down! |
