A Strawberry Childhood

My Oh My

Have we grown.
Rumble is 8 months old.

He's a pretty good alarm. Although an outside dog, he has worked out what time our alarm goes off and normally starts belting on the door about five minutes before this, trying to find out where we are. I haven't needed the actual alarm to wake me this week, after being back at work, at all. Unfortunately, this morning he was 15 minutes early. This resulted in consistent banging from 4:30am - on a Saturday!! At about 5;15, I gave up, and got up so the rest of the family had a chance to get some more sleep. I need a 'turn off the rotti alarm' plan for the weekends clearly. I'm not looking forward to tomorrow morning.

Water and Sand

Although we only live 10 mins from the beach, we actually have more than enough water and sand a lot closer to home to keep K entertained.

I think Rumble actually enjoys the sand more than K.

Like two warring knights, both K and Rumble claim their castle.

K has fun rolling down the hill, just as she would if she was at a dune at the beach.

Rumble does a good job of protecting his castle from the Blue Knight.

Unfortunately the sand fun is time limited. The Yellow dragon (aka bob cat) will probably tackle these piles tomorrow and leave them flattened across the yard.

Turning 7

K received a new bed for her 7th birthday. She's always wanted a bunk bed, but we have no need for a lower bed. This one has a desk and cupboard underneath, and drawers as stairs. She loves it. Mum doesn't like the fact she needs a ladder to make the bed. Needless to say, it doesn't happen too often.

We got to visit Nanna and Grandad on her birthday, and K was spoiled of course with gifts galore. She adores her visits to see Nanna and Grandad.

We had a party a little bit earlier with some friends from school. It was a Spooky Party. The kids had fun with broomstick relays, turning each other into toilet paper mummies, finding monster treasure and creating witch potions.

Thank you to Nanna and Grandad for the lovely costume.