visitors

We had a whole heap of visitors last weekend - my sister, her husband, and my three small nephews, what fun! Mind you, we're not used to so many young, inquisitive people in this house, and rather embarrassingly, we were really quite tired at the end of the day...

We had a great time, we popped out for tea and cake, had lots of fun in the museum, and had a picnic on the living room floor. The museum is great, I regularly go in myself, but it was so much more fun being pulled off in different directions by a host of excitable nephews. We played in the kitchen (and found the mouse in the bread bin), fished in the arctic, and had a bit of a go at dressing up (well, I did - the boys were less interested in that...).

Then home, where we realised just how many toy cars we have in our house. Quite a lot, as it turns out! And we chased small feet round and round the living room, up and down stairs, in and out of wardrobes...

Rather an eventful weekend, lots of fun, and involving plenty of cake, good company and giggling. How lovely!