Merry Christmas!

We left Mackay straight after work on Friday to drive to Bundy and arrived shortly after midnight and both of us so very tired. Sabbath started out alright and Bon's family and ours began to drive to Tin Can Bay to meet up with Trev and Roni. Just out of Maryborough the rain came and it stayed all the way to Tin Can. We met Trev on one of the most exposed parts of the entire coastline (although there was a decent shelter there). We decided to look further down the road for a better option. Fortunately we found one. We had a bit of lunch and shared gifts. The cousins had a great time playing together. Zemiel drank too much juice. Azariah ate too many green lychees and ended up landing the contents of his lunch on my shoes.
On Sunday, the boys great grandma and great-great grandma drove up from Gympie to see us. It took a while before the day got going. Bon and Lindon arrived after lunch and stayed a while. Azariah and Zemiel had unwrapped their gifts, so a hurried rewrapping and swift discipline was necessary. Great grandma brought her dog Sammy with her and so we let her play with Diesel. Zemiel and Azariah took turns throwing the ball using a long stick with a scoop on the end.
Grandma spent some time showing off her new Wii and suffered almost everyone to create an account.

Sickness...

We've had a couple of tough weeks. Sharlene has been quite ill with tonsillitis or strep throat or whatever it is that is causing her tongue to swell up and unable to swallow.  I've had ear infections and the boys have had conjunctivitis. My staff at work have also been sick which has been a bother.

Nightmares

Riah woke up the other night. He was frightened due to a dream he had just experienced. He was adamant that there was a green crocodile outside and that it had 'chomped' his shorts. I finally convinced him that the crocodile was now gone and after putting a pair of shorts on him (he went to bed without any), he went back to sleep. No harm done...but he has continued to talk about the crocodile for several days now. On Sabbath he was all for running out into the rain to find it. Today he used the memory to joke about the crocodile eating his shorts. Such a funny fellow!