Big Cousin, Little Cousin

Last week the Littlest Cousin had a visit from the Biggest Cousin, aka Sophie Rose.  She braved a visit despite the hindrance of a moonboot, and Seb seriously enjoyed her company.  The only thing better than a visiting cousin is a visiting cousin who can't run away, right?  She was at his mercy, heh heh heh.

The night Soph arrived we had a barbie down at Rabbit Island.  At which Seb got some sand in his eye; resulting in a trip to the doc the next day and a couple of days of eye cream.  You can imagine how well that went down.  But apparently all the bellowing has not put Soph off obstetrics, she is made of stern stuff.

Maybe it's because of all the CORNFLAKES.

Or maybe it's all the smiles.  Whatever it is, Sebby had a top time with his Big Cuzzie, and we loved having her here too.  Come back soon, Soph!

This weekend, Sophless, we amused ourselves with a visit to Jester House cafe, a very cool arty farty spot out beyond Mapua with a fabulous playground for the littlies, and *drumroll*...

TAME EELS ewwwwwwww!  Here is Seb feeding them his finger some raw meat.  They came writhing out of the water, urrrrgh, it was perfectly repulsive but undeniably mesmerising.

I've been painting, or rather oil-sticking, this weekend, inspired by Mutti...

And so has Seb.  Look at this lovely delicate (left-handed, hmmmm) line work!  Also, see the two-ended pen?  Seb came up with that one himself, using a lid to join the two together so that he could just turn it round and change colour.  Smarty pants!

Big week coming up this week: Liam starts Skool and Seb starts at Campus Corner.  Wish us all luck...