Caitlin had a Jobs Daughters 'thing' to attend at Manly on Sunday, and Michael claimed that he had Uni work to do, so it was a Mum's taxi trip to Wynnum.
We dropped Caitlin off at 1 o'clock and then Mim and I treated ourselves to McDonald's for lunch and a quick play in the playground. We then headed off to the park on the beachfront. Mim had a great time running from swings to slides to boats to various other activities. We couldn't raise Meegan so we spent a good three hours at the park! (Learnt later that Owen had attended his first Broncos game - lucky him!)
Mim found some teenage girls to play with. One made the error of helping her onto the spin-around thingy and talking to her - Mim then stalked her all over the playground. I had to bribe her with an ice-cream to let the poor girl escape!
What a mistake! If you ever go to the playground - stay away from Mr Yummy ice-creams! They were disgusting! The soft serve tasted like a frozen skim milk/water mix and melted as quickly as an icecube in the Sahara (I kid you not). Even as I turned to walk away from the truck with the ice-cream, it was streaming down my hands and dripping onto the ground. Mim didn't even finish her ice-cream, she was happy to put most of it in the bin, after it had dripped all over her clothes. Now for Mim to dispose of an ice-cream, you know it has too be bad!
We watched some heavy rain clouds go over the top of us and out to sea, but luckily no rain fell. We went for a walk out on the jetty and down to the mud, looking at the men fishing and the old shells and other items that have made it onto the mudflats. We had a wonderful conversation about the weather and tides and how the moon pulls the water in and out. (Bet that conversation will come back to bite me on the bum!)
Picked Caitlin up at 5pm and drove home via the city - I think Mim finally shut up going over the Story Bridge. I was glad to get home and unleash her onto her father. God knows what was in that ice-cream (or was it the Rotten Ronnies?) because she had yippee beans in her all night.
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