On Sunday all of the boys (my dad, brother, nephew and Jay) went canoeing down the Yarra River with dad's kayaking group. My mum, sister and I bundled up the little ones and took them out to the country for a play and to wait for the boys at their final meeting point. They had a fabulous time and there were lots of little rapids that Jay and my nephew loved going down. It was also dad's 275th paddle with their kayaking group so one of the members brought a cake along which was just lovely and a real surprise to dad who had no idea how many paddles he'd been on.
Marisol and Flynn loved being out in the fresh air and mooing at the cows. Marisol collected little stones along her way and kept them in her pockets and Flynn collected sticks but was quick to replace his current acquisition with a better stick as it came along.