"1....2.....3!"

Our morning went a little something like this....

Out of bed around 6.45am (we just wake up that early and we don't know why).

I had promised Tim that I would make banana muffins from the steadily blackening bananas sitting on our kitchen bench for days. This morning I finally did it (the bananas probably had about half a day of ripening to go before there would be a black banana imbedded on the bench forever). Tim started his new course at Tafe yesterday and I thought try and be a good wife and give him something to snack on.... banana and coconut muffins. Got them in the oven and had 20mins til they needed to be taken out. 

"20mins is surely enough time to take Troop to the beach" I said to Tim. He agreed somewhat apprehensibly and we left (I put my cozies on just in case). Got to the beach, it looked so so beautiful this morning. Tim just stood on the sand- he always just runs in regardless of temperature so i asked him what he was waiting for and he said he was waiting for me. We have had a cool change over the last couple of days and I reckon this morning was about 20 degrees, however, with my goal in mind I ripped of my clothes. Tim grabbed me and we ran for it while hugging, screaming and laughing. The water was actually pretty nice. I got smashed by the waves and it was hysterical.
We only ever take one towel, Timmy always gives it to me. He is the best.

And....we got back to the house in perfect time for the muffins.

With 15mins to leave the house for Timmy to make his train we rushed around the house and ran out the door. I returned home 15mins later to find Troop had jumped the fence and made a bed for himself in the front garden.

Great morning.

Troop is pooped.