BUT, there were highlights and I choose to focus on those, so here is our holiday in pictures!


On the second day we were there, Conor got sick and tired of waiting for someone to push him on his bike...so he took off, literally! By the end of the trip he was pedalling around like a maniac. Now he is home, the kids territory has been extended and they are allowed to ride outside, sans parents! Helmets are a must at home though....
The wildlife were amazing! The very first night we were marauded by mice, pillaged by possums and bombarded with birds! There were bunnies and plovers and magpies and tawny frog mouth owls and whipperwills and butcherbirds and possums and mice and..and... lots of critters!




It was very cold at times and below is Aiden wearing his beanie and doing his hobbit impersonation. He didn't realise that it made his ears fold down LOL. Funny kid.


And poor Conor had a meltdown one night when he fell over and scraped his toes. Even a shower with Daddy couldn't settle him so he was wrapped in a blankie and we sat by the open fire singing the songs I sang to them as babies. Morning Town Ride was a favourite as was My Happiness by Powderfinger. Hours were spent sitting in front of the fire, toasting marshmallows, sipping hot drinks and gazing at the flames.

We took a long drive one day, with the sole intention of getting away for a little while. Travelling through the gorgeous winter countryside we saw plenty of cows, horses, sheep, brown paddocks and then we found the most beautiful forest area. We all got out and went for a walk down a firetrail breathing in the air. It was so cold it burnt as you breathed in! And the scenary...


- Family time is very important
- Wine is not the answer to everything
- Our children, not matter how feral they can be, are angels compared to some
- There is no such thing as possum proof
- Sex is impossible on a blowup bed that squeaks every time you breath out.
- Never tuck your pyjama top in to your bottoms prior to holding a child with a full bladder in the throe of night terrors.
- Walking to the toilets in urine soaked pyjamas at ten pm is mighty cold.
- If you start a game of tag with two adults and five children, every child within a 2km radius will turn up to join in.
- Kids who don't know each other tend to respect the rules of tag.
- The size of the firewood is determined by the size of the campoven.
Will we do it again? On our own, yes. With the same family, not unless hell freezes over. Are we still friends, yep but I have a new respect for our skills as parents and how we are bringing our children up.
After all, respect and manners are the cornerstones of solid citizens.
Cheers,
Cin
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