Well, it might have been, although I admit it's a little hard to tell from here, about 30 km from the nearest beach*. Regardless, this weekend was the first time there's been proper swimming in the pool this year. I believe feet may have been dangled earlier in the week. The water is about 23 degrees at the moment, fine for Elissa, but a couple of degrees short of Susanne's target temperature.
We kind of have our own mini beach, what with me being so efficient at getting all the work in the yard completed so promptly. Ours has more rocks, gravel and pavers than most beaches, but that's just more interesting terrain for Isaac to go "driving" in. Do we really need to intrude on all this with a clothes line? OK, yes.
I'm still not sure on whether or not we'll have an actual (planned) sand pit in the future. Something has got to go underneath the cubby. It could be just softfall, or a sandpit, or some combination of the two. I don't think a garden or grassed area would be as appreciated or successful. The kids both love playing in the sand, I guess we'll just need to cover it to keep cats and other wildlife out if we decide to go down that route.
Isaac about to re-enact a scene from "Thelma and Louise". Elissa wasn't keen to provide the dolls at this particular point, but Isaac was prepared to make do anyway.
"Her arms come-ed off!" The sad result of not applying enough sunscreen. A lesson in every tragedy.
Any street-cred Isaac may have achieved with the T-Rex T-shirt may be somewhat offset by the beads and Elissa's sunglasses, in my opinion.
* As it turns out, it's almost just over 30 km directly East to Narrabeen beach. While this may be the closest as-the-crow-flies , I'm not sure it'd be the quickest to get to.
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