- This was Noah's first holiday. And our first with all three kids in tow. There were many moments when I felt like I needed an extra pair of hands. Or two. Or three.
- Noah's first taste of sand. Bleah.
- Emma started and ended well, but was down with fever in between. So she was stuck in the room a lot. She vacillated between feeling too lousy to care and feeling sore about missing out on pool time.
- Joshua was so excited about the pool, he forgot he didn't have his floaties on. K had to haul him out of the water. He was shellshocked, as was I. It was hard for me to let him out of my sight after that. After the coughing, spluttering and catching of breath, the first words he said, "Daddy, you saved my life." Looking for swim classes for the kids is now a priority, especially since our new home will have a pool that's a minute's walk away.
- Joshua had two goes on the trapeze. He did great, even if he refused to try to hang by his legs.
- Free flow of drinks. Free flow of food. But the two older kids sorely missed noodles and have only eaten that since coming back home.
Waterfall Restaurant, where we had all our meals- Josh managed to ask the wait staff for a table for all of us, with the required baby chair for Noah, all by himself.
Playing petanque
Beach time was fun once they got used to the sand
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