14 April 2012
The Perth branch of the family came down to the beach with us for Easter.
When our families combine we barely see our kids, except when they get hungry. Tussles are mostly sorted out, a system for fairly apportioning easter eggs is devised and trips to the shops and the playground are made without adult interference. I like having boys in the house, I even enjoy the constant thud of a ball being bounced somewhere, by someone, and I especially enjoy that I am not the parent who has to say 'take it outside boys'.
We had fires and sunshine. We swam and got drenched in the rain. There was tea and scones and a blustery view from the top of the lighthouse. There was even a little bit of sewing. It's good to get away.