Thursday, 11 December 2008
It's funny how much the kids love to pack their suitcases when we go away. If only they had such enthusiasm when we got home! Tomorrow we're heading off for a long-awaited weekend at Bruny Island with our friends Jackie, Bruce and Ben. Whilst I haven't been to Bruny since Zali was about a year old, it has many childhood memories for me. I remember once going there on a camping trip with mum when Paul and I forgot to pack our sleeping bags, so we borrowed mum's and she slept under towels in the back of the car. I also remember a school camping trip there in grade 6 where I sustained the sunburn which will no doubt be my undoing. And even earlier than that I remember dad telling me off for excitedly throwing my teddy bear repeatedly towards the ceiling inside a cabin on a trip there when I can't have been more than 6 or so.
Anyhoo. In other news it's been a blur of a week as usual - I've been trying to juggle a few cake bits and pieces with work stuff, the kids, and exercise not necessarily in that order. Jon's been settling into working from home and the kids are just having their last few weeks of school and creche before holidays.