Warm Like a Bath

Well there they are, bobbing away.

With her floaties on Eloise can kick-kick-kick around very effectively thank you. However Tiny felt it was her duty to grab her by the floaties (as it were) and pull her into shore, which is quite touching.

Eloise was as happy as larry until a boat went by and the wake washed over her, but a short bout of coughing later, she was as happy as larry once more.

I let Tiny off the lead to join in the fun, but for some mysterious reason, possibly something to do with there being people eating food in the vicinity, and being unconscionably untrusting, I thought it best to keep Matilda constrained.

We let Eloise hold Matilda's lead for a bit, and I ran up the beach a bit then called Matilda, who jogged towards me pulling Squeaky in her wake. This was the cause of much hilarity.

There was another family there who Eloise made friends with. They jumped in with Dad paddling on a surfboard, towing the rest of them in a rubber dinghy. Then they got out their snorkelling goggles and flippers. We need to be better equipped I think.