Fishing, Huts and Drool

GONE FISHING

Saturday's fun was a morning at the beach with fishing poles.  Thankfully no one caught anything, but they all had a nice time pottering about.  

Alex doing his beach work in the foreground, with Daddy doing his beach work in the back ground.  My beach work is to take photos and make a blog.

Mark's Idea of fun is to take a shovel and dig trenches and streams.  The kids love it.  I love hard work like that too.  I could sit and watch it all day.

RAINY DAY HUTS

Runny noses and rain made an afternoon of hut building just the thing. Alex quite loves being included in everything.

DROOL

Here's our little climber.  Alex still isn't crawling, but he lunges well and can even sit himself back up after rolling around on his tummy.  He looks a bit of a little Kiwi Rugby player in the making after our skinny little Kiffer.

I thought that title summed up the week quite well.  Poor Alex has had such an unsettled week and we finally found out that on top of teething he had an ear and eye infection.  We have all kinds of interesting liquids at our house this week, drool being just one of the more benign forms. So, apart from struggling through a reroof of our house (no windows open and dust everywhere), broken night sleep and sickness, it's been a good week.