All quiet on the western front
Early this morning, we bid a very sad farewell to Adrian, Rachel and Max, who caught a plane back home to Melbourne, via Adelaide at 9:00am. Our home, upon return, was unnervingly silent and only contained traces of our little nephew...we discovered two toy cars under the couch and an assortment of other toys awaiting his return sometime in the future. Max managed to endear himself forever to his uncle, as he learned to say "dooj-truk" (Dodge Truck) while he was here and then said it as often as possible ever after! If Andrew is ever down in the dumps, I'll know what magical words will put the smile right back on his face!
Anyway, some final photos now of the fun times we all had together...
Max had a ride in Uncle Andrew's tractor at Wongan Hills. At first he looked a little uncertain but soon seemed to be enjoying himself.Anyway, some final photos now of the fun times we all had together...
Labels: Adelaide, Dodge, Melbourne, Perth, Wongan Hills
2 Comments:
Dear Uncle Andrew and Aunty Lorraine, i had fun on the flight home and even had a sleep much to mummy and daddy's relief...(head resting against the window - mum and dad thought i was just captivated with the view....silly gooses!) I still like to say dooj-tuk at every oppourtunity and can't wait to come and see you again soon,
Thanks for all the fun times,
love and kisses,
Max xxx
Good post.
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