... and typically, I found out that I was the culprit online first.
Hi, home again. We are having a great time. The girls are great. The lawn is cut and the girls are doing trojan work in the house getting it ready for Alana. They can't wait to see her.
It was quite a long journey home but with quizes and chat it seemed to fly by. The girls are so patient with their "no snack" Dad! Of course, they exact their revenge in spades when we do get to a restaurant!!! We stopped in Ennis and had a lovely lunch in "Food Heaven". Plates were cleaned and then so were the hot chocolate cups (surprise, surprise) and then so was my wallet.
With the intermittent broadband in Banna, I didn't get to tell you the phrase of the week: On Tuesday afternoon we got back to the house and the girls were chilling out in the Living Room watching telly, doing puzzles, etc. I was in my room reading when who arrives in but Small Bear. After a few hugs and tickles we were lying down chatting when Clodagh said:
"Daddy I'm tired .... can we go to the park ?"
We both just creased up laughing!
Anyway, the chef has the dinner on the table and I don't want to get in trouble so I'd better let you go.
Lots of love from Doirling.
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