An excursion to the railway museum, with The Gentleman's class. This blacksmith had a few mums very excited. He had arms like tree trunks. His beard was unpleasant, although if my job entailed fireworks in my face I would grow a beard too.
Mr BC was very startled when he pulled a stingray out of the ocean, but he bought it home to feed his family anyway. Stingrays are hard to fillet and skin, and they do not taste wonderful. Note those traffic cones? Stingrays are dangerous!
One of the best things about attending a Bloggers Brainstorm session is the home baked treats that everyone brings. The brainstorming part of getting hands on help with your blog is fairly awesome, not to mention catching up with old friends and making new ones.
So cute. And delicious.
A wine from the rack! The cork was intact! The wine was almost off, but not quite..
A word of advise: If you want to cellar wine, get a proper cellar.
A sneaky daytime date with Mr BC, it's the only kid free time on offer. Don't you love a counter lunch at a pub overlooking the ocean? Divine.
Best set of family stickers I have seen so far. I still don't want any, but The Gentleman was super impressed.
He likes to think he is a Storm Trooper, but he is more of a C3P0.
A ladies night out! My favourite.
Pizza + wine + trivia + overflowing restaurant + not being the designated driver = AWESOME.
And it was all for charity, so win win win win win headache.
A quick trip to the Sunshine Coast.
This is a dog beach, but all 3 boys where excited to run into the water.
Haircuts are serious business. You have to stay focused or the hair doctor might cut your ear off.
School holidays mean at least one trip to the movies.
We all loved this movie, can't wait to see it again!
Going on a bush walk, well...a walking track in the bush. We borrowed a 'spot this animal' guide from the information hut but all we saw was.....ONE Magpie. It was a fun morning though, and good to get out in the fresh air.
This has been my best friend in the last two weeks. The warmer weather and a few rain showers have bought out a hungry batch of midges, and on the buffet of life, they seem to love my sweet sweet diabetic blood the best. Little bastards.
Do you have any advice for avoiding midges? Please tell.