Thank you for your lovely comments on my last post. What a beautiful community this is.
We had a very slow weekend – even if I briefly forgot about the time of year and got caught in stifling crowds on a Saturday afternoon (note to council: when you organise your excellent backyard chooks workshop again, please steer clear of shopping centres in the run up to Christmas).
We even booked to go away on a little camping holiday. Somewhere where Luca can finally sleep in a tent under the stars. Somewhere he can watch our very own campfire and toast homemade marshmallows. Somewhere where Sydney can swim in a mountain river and we can hire a canoe and spot the odd platypus. All the fresh air will mean the boys will nod off quickly and sleep soundly, and we can sit by the riverbank with a glass of red...
Who am I kidding? There's no point spinning it. It is what it is. Two nights away with our children. In a tent. Two nights.
Did I mention we're sleeping in the one tent? Or that we're somehow going to divide ourselves up between a double air bed and a single air bed?
The funny thing is I'm almost looking forward to it more than I did our Hunter Valley trip.
What do you think – do we need our heads read?
Now who hasn't entered my giveaway?
