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Summer in Gisborne is really beautiful, even for self confessed summer haters such as myself. But geez, it's bloody hot. I keep thinking we should try to make the most of it, going on little adventures each day, but it's hard with little ones. We've at least finally filled the "little pool" (a spa pool, really) up, so we've been using that every day to cool down. And going to the beach. It's quite nice when we get a fresh deposit of sand, and shallow pools (no deeper than about 10cm) form, where small children may splash about. I've gone boogie boarding once, and into the water further than knee level another time. None of my togs fit properly, but I refuse to buy anything for the time being, so I've had to make do with whatevr I could put together. Sean was calling me back the other day, and turning around to try to hear what he was saying, I got smashed by a big wave, and my bottoms came off (and my top nearly did as well!). It's a bit of a conundrum, the lack of fitting togs mid summer, but I keep telling myself I am going back at it hard next week, so everything should be getting smaller "any minute now". I blame it on the gym running very limited hours during the holidays; the latest class being at 8am x_X which is too early for our sleepyhead family to have our shit together. My children may not be the best at going to bed, but at least they don't [usually] wake up at ungodly hours, like some people's do. Or maybe they do, but I just tell them to bugger off and go back to sleep (like I did with Luna last night).
We went to a vineyard for nibbles on the first. We've been trying to get out to those as at least once every few weeks. Considering we live in [sparkling] wine country, we had hardly gone to them since moving here (on account of pregnancy and small babies and all that). They are really lovely, very family friendly, and perfect for spending lazy afternoons at.
I haven't got much to report, really. I suppose it's all been a lovely (for the most part) blur of gardening, beach, bbqing, pool, delightful wobbly walking babies, and no family nor friends visits since new year's eve. The pile of laundry and dishes are huge, and the house is a mess, but I don't care. 'tis thr season of fun.
We went to a vineyard for nibbles on the first. We've been trying to get out to those as at least once every few weeks. Considering we live in [sparkling] wine country, we had hardly gone to them since moving here (on account of pregnancy and small babies and all that). They are really lovely, very family friendly, and perfect for spending lazy afternoons at.
I haven't got much to report, really. I suppose it's all been a lovely (for the most part) blur of gardening, beach, bbqing, pool, delightful wobbly walking babies, and no family nor friends visits since new year's eve. The pile of laundry and dishes are huge, and the house is a mess, but I don't care. 'tis thr season of fun.