I don't even know quite where to start with this post.
I have spent the morning beside myself.
Finn has been awake since 11.30pm last night (so nearly 24 hours and counting!)
Max had a serious melt down last night and woke this morning at 4.30am.
The flights from London to NZ went pretty well. Apart from Max's power chuck all over Richard just after take off from Heathrow! Rich had decided to 'travel light' so only had a change of teeshirt. He spent the first leg in soaking wet jeans, smelling decidedly funky!
So today has been hard work. Jet lag is so tough on the kidlets.
Richard took Max to the beach yesterday and seeing these pics he took makes the whole thing worth while. It confirms to me, this is the place I want my boys to grow up.
And here's what was happening back at the house.....