On Easter Sunday we set up my little nephew Finn’s first Easter egg hunt amongst the sand dunes on a Bribie Island beach (that’s in sunny Queensland). Big sister Tenaiha did a magnificent job as official egg hider, with only minor confusion every time Finn found his collecting basket empty and more eggs back in the dunes. Eventually, bored by warm, squishy (and sandy) chocolate, and unhappy with the quality of sticks to play with in the dunes, he took Daddy, Grandma and his best friend in the whole wide world, Grandpa, to dip their toes in the ocean. Finn is a big 2 year old today, with a cute little hybrid Australian-Irish accent as he spends lots of time with Grandpa. Together they like to feed “de dooks” and “de birrrdies”; count “one, two, tree”; and say “ah t’anks” a lot!