Sunday, 6 January 2019

Twelfth night

Just like the tinsel and baubles, we had to pack Ellen and Megan away for another year.  They left for England just before New Year, but not before a lot of present opening, some cowboy action, and (of course) ice cream.


Part-time siblings.  "I didn't come to NASA to watch you two fight!" I found myself saying at one point, then remembered why I only had one child.


 The chaos of Christmas morning.


 Who thought it would be a good idea to buy Pete a confetti gun?  Me, unfortunately.


Quick trip to a tropical butterfly house.  


We also found a bit of the science museum we'd never seen before: chemistry in the basement.


Then we went to the moon.


NASA.  Busy.


Quick stop for nitro ice cream.


The weather took a turn for the chilly, so these were the most dangerous animals out in the open today.


 Come for Christmas, stay for the cowboys.


Yee-haw until next time!