Biking Omaha Beach

Enough said.

Spelunking at Tarawhanui

On Saturday, we took a drive out a peninsula to Tarawhanui Regional Park. (That's pronounced Ta-ra-fa-new-ee.) It was beautiful, if overcast and a bit cold. We wandered down to a beach where there were 20 or so surfers and Quinn was in heaven. He has a thing about surfing and says that he wants to be a surfer. The boys took off their shoes and were in the water almost immediately. The tide was on its way out and we were able to explore some caves that spend a lot of time under water. Reid got soaked through and had to ride home without underpants and only a jacket turned upside down for pants. He didn't seem to mind.

Forsooth, I Swallowed My Tooth! How Uncouth?!

Quinn's tooth has been very wiggly for a couple of weeks.  Over the past few days he has allowed me to try to pull it out.  The other day, after I had another unsuccessful attempt, Quinn was walking around the house wiggling it himself.  The next thing we knew, he had a bloody hand and face and the tooth was gone!  Really gone.  We can only assume that he chose to eat it.  Nice.