Friday, October 9, 2009

Summer is back



Time to pick up where we left off last year. For the last 6 weeks of the summer we went to this beach. It's set away from the tourist beaches and we can even take the dog. (or Bubble to those in the know) The kids love it and never want to leave.
We tried a few times in the winter but it didn't retain its magic for the little ones while they were wearing duffle coats.

It's a tough job...




....but someone has to do it. :-)

Nightmares


I often find myself in flight taking a corner at breakneck speed. It's usually at this stage I wake up. Alas, it is not I to whom the nightmares visit, it just takes me ten strides to wake up as I rush to her aid. Aoife sometimes screams like the four horsemen have arrive to take her to the prom, but when I get to her side the drama's seem a fraction less frightening. "Aoife its Daddy, whats wrong, its just a dream" etc..... Aoifes responses include 'It's my apple, give me my apple" yeah scared the bejesus out of me too. "Daddy said I have to come home from the park" and "don't want to shower". It's a relief that these are the extent of my daughters nightmares, at the moment. However, they will intensify, I'm sure, once she brings home her first boyfriend. Mmmmmmm.

Memorys



Hi Kids when I first started this blog I had intended to write a lot more than I have done. But finding, quality, time to write about our insane, high octane fun filled existence is hard to do and for better or worse I have given much more time to being with you than writing about you. However, from time to time I wish I had written more. I wish this because I know memory fades things into one big happy picture and while this is truly wonderful I sometimes wish I had documented the minute specifics that make living this dream, and creating the big yummy memory, so great. Today I will cram some of these moments in from the salvaged conversations I have littered around the house on scraps of paper. I have some time to write as I am currently recuperating from my trip to the 'penis correctional facility' where they graced me with a vasectomy yesterday. So I will be sitting down nursing my wounds for a moment or three.