While Ned was on his trip I finally got to go back to my trampolining club after my holiday break. I attacked it with a renewed vigour and went higher than ever before.
Auntie Christine came round with my birthday presents which was of course brilliant. We all went to pick Ned up from school together after his trip.
The Halford boys came round after school on Thursday. The weather was lovely so instead of playing in the garden or something we played on the Wii, indoors!
Leo and I had a bounce on the trampoline though.
Andy came round to look after us as it was parents evening.....nothing to worry about on my part of course. My teacher had some lovely things to say about me it turns out. She says my handwriting is beautiful (but maybe a bit too slow) and my numeracy is also well up to scratch. She also said I was very enthusiastic about everything and like to be helpful, setting things up for the class in the mornings. She also said I was a genuine pleasure to have in class!
We made Andy play Super Mario all the while they were gone, he's a good sport.
We also had a flying visit from Den and Gail, again bearing late birthday gifts. I like the idea of having a birthday on holiday and then one or two further birthdays every week afterwards.
Things went badly wrong at bedtime though, we both decided we didn't want to go to bed and screamed and wailed and hollered and ended up not getting a story...oops.
Friday baking club returned last week with a batch of chocolate chip cookies for our weekend trip (details to follow).
Then it was a trip to Chris and Kates for another England football barbecue and another disappointment (not the barbecue or the hosting of course).
I started to feel a bit iffy to say the least, not the best preparation for a drive to Cornwall with Andy once the game had finished.
We hit the road and it was soon dark and we were asleep.
So asleep that I even missed the sat nav lady get confused.
We were soon at athe caravan, we hadn't been for ages so it was really good to be back.
Unless you'd developed a temperature, and were suffering from delusions, oh dear. Mum was quite worried about me but I soon nodded of with Dad, leaving Mum to go and room with Ellis on my bed.
Next morning and the sun was out, so it was breakfast, Gary's shop and the beach.
Gary is my hero, even if he does tell me football jokes that I don't get (neither does Dad).
I was a lot better than the previous night but still spent most of the day tucked up in my beach tent asleep:
It wasn't all plain sailing though. A particularly strong gust of wind almost blew me and tent away!
I decided that seeing as Ned was laying low I needed to take centre stage for the day:
I took my baby Faye for her first trip to the beach:
I had a lovley time, not quite as chilled out as Ned mind you.
We headed back up to the caravan and broke out the comfy chairs for some more relaxation:
Before having chip shop for tea. Yum.
Next day it was fathers day of course, we quickly gave dad his presents while he was cooking sausages for breakfast. He loved his cards though, we really are quite the artists.
Seeing as the weather was still glorious we hit the beach again.
I was a bit more active this time, A game of bat and ball with Mum:
And then some digging with Dad:
Under Ned's guidance we dug a cool trench, it was pretty deep:
And as the tide came in it filled with water:
After all that effort, I decided to retire to my quarters:
And refused to get out, even when it was time to pack up and go:
We headed back to the van and helped Andy with his chores, well, watering the plants anyway:
We made sure we hgave them plenty to drink:
And then it was sadly time to come home.
We made sure we hgave them plenty to drink:
And then it was sadly time to come home.
Never mind, we'll be back in 8 weeks!
No comments:
Post a Comment