"Beware of the Clifts!" shouted Boo as he hurled himself down the side of a sand bank at the beach today, again and again.
Terese and I made an 'executive decision' to hold Mum's group at the seaside (as only the two of us could make it), and we couldn't have made a better choice. The weather was perfect, and the babies dug, run, jumped and threw themselves about. Then we all happily picnic'd on the grass beside the beach playground, until it was time for tired and sandy people to head home.
It's starting to feel like summer is just around the corner.