It seems that my body isn't coping too well with being 36 weeks full. So I'm on a spot of bed rest (albeit on the couch) until I rebuild a bit of energy. Perhaps last weeks adventures wore me out a little more than I thought. But with the sun shining bright in the sky, how can one resist being out amongst it.
The seaside called us down to play and we enjoyed a few hours of exploring the rockpools and making (and smashing) sandcastles.
There are some impressive stairs down to this beach, I think perhaps they might be a culprit of my achy-ness. Hmmm...
Well, my brain has just frozen and I have no more words.
Huckle has just woken from his nap too.