Kite Fest

Nicole had a day off today and we planned to go to a Kite Festival this afternoon up at Sandgate which ran from 12 til 4.

Eloise went to sleep at 12, absolutely cream-crackered. And woke up again at 2.30. So we decided to go up there.

By the time we sorted ourselves out we made it there by about 3.30, and we greeted by the sight of four kites. Oh, and an inflatable killer whale. Which was coming down.

Eloise was absolutely cock-a-hoop with excitement though.

She met a puppy called Lulu, who was in a little puppy-pram because she was only eight weeks old and hadn't had all her jabs yet. After ten minutes of playing I left them to it to go for a walk. When I came back twenty minutes later the puppy was out of its pram.

We stopped off at a little park on the way home to watch the sunset. There is a very long bridge that connects Redcliffe to Clontarf where the Kite Fest was. I wandered around underneath it then went to play on the swings with Nicole and Eloise.