Our trip to the beach

On Thursday this week my hubby had the day off work so we decided to head out for a bit of an adventure.  The day did not start particularly well as we took Dylan to the Doctors to get his needles.  I have not been able to do it on my own since Dylan was born so today was ideal.  I just can't stand the thought of him getting jabbed, and would cry myself if I was the only one there! Dylan ended up being so well behaved.  He said "bye" and waved to the Doctor, and then the receptionist as we left. Too cute!

So we headed out for a bit of a drive and combined 2 of Dylan's favourite things... making a mess, and planes!!  It was such a lovely sunny winter's day there on the beach at Kurnell.  We basically had the whole beach to ourselves which was great, so Dylan couldn't get distracted and run off!

We brought along his bucket and shovels so sandcastles were made... and smashed! Holes were dug, seashells were collected, and sand got into every nook and cranny!


With Kurnell being directly under the flight path we had jumbo's going overhead every few minutes. Dylan squealed when he first saw them and how big and close up they were.  That pointy finger of his got a workout!

 My sweet boy

More planes!


We made sandcastles together


And then Dylan smashed them!!


Me and my weeny boy!


Then a we saw a woofy dog come for a walk down the beach


Suddenly he started flapping his arms around madly! We turned around to see a pelican floating by!


Such a lovely day out.  We need more days like this!

Bel

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