It's been a little dusty over here.
We've been away on camps and holidays and all over the place but now, after a crazy sore throat infection (phew!) I'm back into routine. 
Hello Term Three.
I even got up early this morning.

But I've got some lovely snaps to share with you all. We holidayed on the south coast with Myls siblings. It was all kinds of good. The fresh sea air and the mountain forest views, the tasty food, fine company and conversation. 

The girls really like their uncles and aunt. I think there is a special level of attention a small child gets from an aunt or uncle that a parent is unwilling/able to give? They were in a happy place. 

Poor little Smalls kept falling asleep late in the afternoon, usually in the car on the way back from somewhere which meant she was rather fond of partying up late in her room. Usually with strong encouragement from Lu. 
But holidays are made for late nights and later mornings, respectably timed breakfasts and lazy days. 

We found a squillion shells on the beach and spent one afternoon building beach fairy castles. 
The water was much too cold to even dip our toes in but it was lovely to sit and stare out at. 

We conquered my our fears of heights walking along twenty metre high platforms dangling out in the air and scaled a swaying tower twice that height. The girls are much braver than I am. 

We drove through the forest and kept a keen eye out for wolves. (As one does) 

We came home to the groans of Lu. She wanted to stay at our holiday house forever.

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