Last week, apart from packing for a holiday with a toddler, and the worst airport experience I’ve had in a while, we did have a fun few days mucking about in Ireland.
So here’s our family break in pictures…
A few bonus days with friends nearby for some random running down hills hilarity.
Yes, it was as cold and windy as it looked.
Happy girl giving a happy Daddy a kiss.
“Milk not for me, Mummy?”. “No!”.
His name was Biscuit. We’d forgotten that and the child with the memory of an elephant reminded us 2 days later. I can’t even remember if I put pants on that day.
First time on a pony, “Did you like that?”. “No”. Ohhhhhh #awks
So what, I am ALLOWED to throw stones, so long as it’s just into the sea?
This is not chocolate or any other yummy holiday treats, no – it is sand. She LICKED the beach.
Wondering there the sand has gone, but discovering the joy of pebbles!
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