The children have "discovered" the sand pit again recently and Brooke came over to join them in their games today.
Friday 2nd Jan. Brendon surprised me by taking the day off (the 2nd is a public holiday in NZ).
So we decided to head down to the beach. Asher just loved the feel of the soft sand on her feet. It was so sweet to watch her.
The older children went exploring the little hill. Ruth being a great big sister and making sure that Hezekiah could manage.
Below: A good opportunity to take a family photo before heading down to the water.
Nice that Asher at least knew to look at the camera. :-)
And then Asher got quiet. Up till then she had been giggling and continually walking towards the waves, so Brendon picked her up to check her. She was having a vacant seizure.
Brendon and I quickly ran up to the surf club and got her face washed off so we could see the colour around her mouth better. Thankfully it only lasted a couple of minutes and then she slept.
I had made lunch for us all to have in the car on the way home. Asher even managed to eat a little bit before she fell asleep on the trip.
Below: Saturday 3rd and I was pleased to get Hezekiah's hair cut today. I only thought to take a photo later (it looks really nice when it was wet after his bath). This time it was short back and side (like Dad) and then I used the scissors on the top so that it was not too short.
Sunday 4th. I had seen that there was a sand castle competition at the beach on Sunday morning - so we headed back to the beach.
This time Brendon went right in with them. First Asher got her wish - going all the way in. :-)
Then Hannah asked to go in too. She got really scared as she thought the waves would make her go under (so she shed a few tears). She would do it again though - so the fun of it did triumph. Rachel and Ruth helped with Asher so I could take a few photos.
Unfortunately the excitement of the day seemed to get to Asher again. When I took Asher from Ruth (after getting all my photos) she was not herself. At the time we were not sure if it was a seizure, but looking back we think it must have been a mild one. She just wanted to cuddle in my arms and have me hum her sleeping song to her. She didn't actually sleep but it took her a while to get back to being her happy, smiling self.
We ate hot chips on the way home and were pleased to see Asher feeling better and enjoying the chips too.