After 90 minutes of unrepentant playing, we were mellow enough to sit down for 20 minutes of eating and birthday cake.
Who sat me next to her?!?
Here comes my gorgeous strawberry cake. I picked it out myself!
Wishing for tools, tools, and more tools!
One word: YUM!
Our boat to France.
Lucky Ms. Kari got her own little spot by my mom's feet. She refused to sit back with the kids!
Maxime and I have arrived! (That's the French coastline in the background.)
Three days in a tree house and still loving it! (My daddy, on the other hand, looks slightly worse for the wear.)
Our house in St. Briac had TWO water hoses! Once I was finished squirting my sister with one, I could squirt the poodle with the other!!! Heaven.
Blackberries grow in France too! Yum.
Looking exotic and European in my tight white underpants and sexy physique!
Me and daddy at the beach! 
Storytime with Daddy!
I love this girl. She puts up with all my torment and loves to play with me anyway...
My impersonation of a noodle on vacation.
Nobody said that having fun wasn't a dirty job. 
Had to include this photo because I just look so cool. 
Cap Frehel: 360 degree ocean views, sheer cliff drops and high winds. Note to self: do not let go of mommy's hand. 
I took this photo! Just had to photograph the really cool emergency rescue vehicle at Cap Frehel. You should have seen the ropes, winches and bazillions of tools.
Me and Trixie at St. Lunaire beach.
Can you say gorgeous highlights? And it's all natural! 
Oops! Already time to go home. A last minute wee wee in France with my dad in my glow-in-the-dark pjs and then home to England. 
And so Saxontologists, like a rolling stone, I gather no moss. The travels continue. Next stop: New York!
Maxime and I flying away...sort of.
After hard work picking blackberries, Maxime and I relax at the pub.
Can you feel the love? Is this guy awesome or what?
Me. Doing what I do best. 
More summer adventures to come!
In Switzerland, I rode funny little cars that dangle off of wires called telecabines. I had a telecabine of my very own in the garden of the house where we stayed. Mom says naughty Swiss children go for time outs in telecabines. Lucky for her, I am never naughty.
Dad had the brilliant idea that we should take a car train from one part of Switzerland to another. We drove the car up on the train and it started up. Seemed interesting....
....but nobody told me we were entering a PITCH BLACK tunnel that went directly through mountains and ran at 80 miles an hour for 40 frightening minutes!!!! Yes, you are looking at two freaked out kids!
Lots more hiking and mountain stuff. All very exhausting and as my mom always says, I have two settings:
SAXON "ON" and
And now, back to nursery school I return. No doubt they have been lost without me....
Good News Saxontologists! After a very long, grim, rainy, dark and decidedly un-childfriendly Winter indoors, Spring has arrived on our island. It couldn't have come sooner, in my opinion. I have become bored with every single toy I own and could not stand another moment trapped inside with those adults.
Freedom!!!!
On Saturday, we went to Wisley Botanical Gardens in Surrey and mom and dad looked at the flowers. Personally, I was much more into collecting sticks.
Dad is such a geezer that even I, with my short little legs, can beat him in a race.
Mom got a new camera and I convinced her to let me take these two photos. Do you see how I captured Trixie's stroller angst AND the vibrant red of the flower? Brilliant. 
These orchids smelled so nice. I wanted to put that in the picture.
Just as sure as the return of Spring, we witness the universal daily mantra of Saxontology: what goes up....
....must go down. Happy Spring to you all!
I'm back from my near death experience and better than ever. First off, have a peek in Dad's tool box.
Thirty minutes later, I'm still there.
Forty five minutes....
On an unrelated yet similarly thrilling subject, we stood in the freezing cold to see dinosaurs on Saturday. Here I am getting psyched and scared simultaneously.
