Scary stories from a lovely place
Tomorrow we are off to Wexford, which is in the south of the country. Stephen’s brother and his family live there. It’s a lovely, old town nestled on a quaint harbour. When Stephen and I visited Ireland for Christmas in 2009 the harbour was covered in snow and the boats dressed in ice.
We visited last week as well. This time we could wear shorts and t-shirts. We had a great time. The kids enjoyed meeting their female Irish cousins. Here is Oisín with Saoirse.
And harrassing his non-human cousin.
The trampoline was used as a place to become more familiar with one other.
And to show the girls how we show love in our male dominated household.
We looked very cute while discussing leaves.
And were enthralled by Gaelic television.
On the drive home to Dublin, the sun went down over the river Slaney. Beautiful.
Looking forward to more of the same tomorrow.