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April Highlights part 2

Without further ado, let's just put it out there and announce that I've taken up cycling. There, I said it. It may come as a suprise to some to learn that a big majority of the staff working at the Cycle Tour office don't ride a bicycle or sadly, don't make time to. Not sure what I was thinking launching this hobby in Winter, but nevertheless. Here, 1 of my cheerleaders tries on my helmet for size!


Early April kick-started what seemed like party month! Jorja and Ethan were invited to Phoenix's First Enchanted Garden party in the park. What a colourful theme with fun games, clever crafts, sparkly treats and yummy eats! Megan (Phoenix's Mom, my Junior school friend) really put the rest of us cake and tea-ers to shame! For what it's worth, Meg, you would nail that Teacher thing...But the pressure's on her to keep this up for another 20 years - ha ha...





Then, one evening after supper, Jorja decided that she wanted to learn how to write her name. We tried a couple of techniques - but frankly I was still a bit shaky after watching her colour in - and so I resorted to follow-the-dots style. When she realised what she had done, her smile could've melted an iceberg!


While we were still in good spirits and after serious avoidance tactics and other delays, we went to visit Aunty Nadine, the oral hygienist, for a ride in the chair, a mini education on the importance of looking after our teeth, the ongoing search for the tooth* and a quick polish. Well done, brave girl! 
(Jorja firmly believes that her two front teeth have a big gap because the middle tooth went missing...)




To round things off, Uncle Andel and Aunty Robyn treated us to a day at the beach...and no one enjoys the beach more than Ethan! Zac started out a bit apprehensive (ma se kind) but he came around eventually and both boys had a good time exchanging crunchy fruit snacks and sandy hugs.



And that's April all wrapped up, folks!

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  1. just so much fun! and Jorja looks like she should have lived in the time of Robin Hood.

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