It’s late. Yeah, whatevs. Holidays. We’re up my brother’s farm in the hunter valley. The jman met his first dog, and took on some farm equipment. Look at that face!
Unfortunately, I’ve realised “holiday” as a mum, is a bit of a misnomer. Same work, different location and with less gear and routine. Which in his case equals less sleep. For all of us. Gah. Still, nice to have a change of scene…and jman’s enjoying waking up to daddy every day.
It is nice to get away, breathe a bit of country air, eat nice meals, have the occasional lunch out…and we’re damn lucky we can have free holidays. I can imagine him here in a few years, chasing turtles and wombats, catching tadpoles and yabbies, picking apples, harassing passing birds and trying out all the big farm toys!