Before we went to Grandma and Grandpa's
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I can't remember when this was. But it was before we went away. It is hard to remember that far ago! I have to blog this bit, cos Tara can't remember it at all. She is asleep. She has been asleep since we got home. She is snoring.
Anyway, this is before we went away, when we did a beach walk with Mum and Dad.
It was raining when we got there. The red van is an ice cream van. No one was buying icecream in the rain, so he had his windows shut and his radio on, and he was reading the paper.
Tara looks a bit grumpy, doesn't she? I think it was the wet wind whistling up her knickers that did it.
But she felt better once she had clambered all over the wall
It was very grey. Dad said we shouldn't have come cos of the rain, but Mum said we needed to wear ourselves out, so we slept all afternoon. cos they were going out. I would rather have gone out with them, and slept on Mum's lap wherever they were going. But Mum said no.
We went this way. After having a good sniff, of course.
The splodgy bits on the pictures are rain drops. Dad had forgotten his hat.
We all went mountaineering along this high ridge. Although Tara did more up and down stuff. She kept running back to Mum, then back to Dad... and back again. I was pleased. Being shut at home with a bouncy Tara and no Mum is a bit... um... stressful, sometimes. But she was wearing herself out nicely.
Those people in the distance are walking their paws on the sand. We stayed up on the path today, cos Tara likes high stuff. And Mum and Dad didn't want sand in our wet coats.
We went to look at the beach dens again. Cos they are interesting. There was one with its doors open. A man is using it as a workshop, with a gas stove and a kettle. It looked nice and warm. We weren't warm.
The nice ladies in the cafe said that cos it was raining, we could sit inside. But only if were were good.
So we were very good. Well, I was. Tara was almost-good. We were a bit wet.
Then we came home. With bouncing.
The little train has started running again. It is tiny, isn't it? Mum says it is a Tzu train. There are lots of children around at the moment, cos it is half term, and they aren't at school. That is OK until they try and run you over with their bike things. I don't like that.
This is Dad striding off in the rain, cos it was getting heavier...
and this is some sky for you AuntiePipsMom. It was bigger and more beautiful than it looks in the pic.
This was just before we came home. we were very wet.
And we did sleep, which was good, cos when we woke up, Mum and Dad were home and Dad had saved us some of his Megasaurus steak!!!
It was delicious. Although I think Tara got more than me.
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