Our old School road trip holiday to Melbourne and Adelaide has been changed somewhat but is STILL going ahead. Thank goodness. It was remiss of me even to forget to tell you about the plans we had but that’s what happens when life throws you a few curve balls.
The original plan was to fly down to Melbourne, stay in my brother’s fancy house while they are holidaying in Croatia (as one does) and then take their car and drive down the Great Ocean Rd across to Adelaide for Rob’s cousin’s 40th on the weekend. The Melbourne leg was cancelled and changed to a few days in Sydney to see my sister and Brother in law, and then we fly off to Radelaide in the morning.
We headed off yesterday morning for Sydney. I asked Harper to pack her bag and this is what she came up with:
: One pair o’ Jeggings
: One sequined butterfly mask
: 5 pegs (various colours)
: One porcelain bear ornament thingy
: One Barbie
: One sunhat
: One baby soft toy rattle
I had to repack.
We spent the afternoon at my sister’s place while she did shopping and returned back to earth after 11 days in hospital. After we left we headed straight to sushi because you just can’t get sashimi down our way. It had fancy water going down the windows. The girls were intrigued.
I was too busy guzzling my beer and eating all the gyoza’s I could lay my hands on.
Because Rob was home and Mum is away, it was a bit lonely at Grandma’s place. I hopped into bed at 7.40am and watched Master Chef with Daisy and Harper. They lasted 5 minutes before crashing out.
My favourite part of the day was when Daisy was asleep. DEAR GOD she is giving me some attitude these School Holidays. The eye rolling. The TUDE. It’s unbearable. I looked at this big kid on my shoulder and still saw a remnant of the milk drunk baby she used to be asleep on my shoulder. Sigh.
Today because I wanted to punish myself further we went to the movies with every other bastard in Sydney to see Ice Age 4 and are about to head out for dinner because I like taking overtired kids out to public places. It does wonders for my stress levels. Tomorrow we fly out early (as in 7am early). I can’t wait for a new city to explore, some time with Rob’s beautiful family AND a squeeze of Roo Coulson as his Dad is coming to take snaps of the soiree on Saturday. Bring. It. On.