All so different and unique! They love the beach and just playing for the entire day.
Mitchell loves to prove to himself how athletic he is and then finishes the days with quiet moments floating in the shallows.
Cooper finds it hard to find his enjoyment. He tries the skiffle board, the boat, using the net to catch the little fish in the shallows...and after a while he always goes back to simply playing in the sand! That is what brings him enjoyment. He stops silently comparing himself to his brother and finds his niche'.
Then there's Reese... She just runs, smiles, splashes and loves it all. Especially the Mr Whippy van, where she asks Granny. Big eyes, innocent pleading smile which would melt any heart and of course gets her an ice-cream.
They never want to leave... so we don't. Just like when I grew up in Rye...someone goes to collect the fish n chips and then the battle to digest the salt rather than the sand begins.
Oh the memories I have that I get to now share with my own children...What a gift to share these experiences with them.
Wednesday, 23 January 2013
Miracles do happen...
After a trip to the local netball courts...Cooper's now flying along...
(We still had to contend with the frustration he has at not being as good as his brother and finding things challenging...but he was riding... on his own!)
I love my kids!
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