Jellyfish Tidemarks

We went up to Nudgee Beach this morning and wandered around in the shallows for a while debating whether the tide was going in or coming out. Eloise headed out to a sandbar and got up to her armpits in the water en route. She is developing a rewarding if probably unhealthy disdain for the dangerous properties of water in all its forms.

We meandered through some mangroves and wandered on to the dog beach part. It soon became apparent that the tide was coming in as sand pools filled and shoals of washed up jellyfish came back to life as the water washed over them, surrounding Nicole and Eloise at one point, a desperate situation they only narrowly managed to escape by casually walking in between the jellyfish as though they were in some way slow, stupid, or impotent. Which, of course, they are.

Later Nicole and Eloise made sandcastles under a mangrove tree. The sand at Nudgee Beach is not of a very good quality for sandcastles, unlike the Sunshine Coast.

Don't hold your breath, but we're going to start potty training soon. We've got Eloise some knickers and she is showing a lot of interest in the toilet.