Creative Day 26 - Sandman

We had a couple of days away from home- some may call this a holiday, but anyone with kids knows that it is far from that. Kirsty and I went to Rye with our respective kids sans husbands during the school holidays. Eloise and Alexander played well, but got on each others nerves by the third day, as it was pretty intense. The twins too were intense. They are not keen of the old portacot - they never have been, but it is always worse when you are worrying about disturbing other peoples sleep. They quickly learnt how to climb out and spent most of the night in bed with me "sleeping"! Our respite was walking to and along the beach and sandcastles. You can always keep kids interested in building one with the promise of jumping on it!

So, after this break, I was certifiably exhausted. I don't know how single mothers do it - a big shout out to any because it is hard work. I was happy to be home - to know what the kids may break or hide, and not to have to worry about their cries - and to know that their dad was their waiting, and happy to help. Our homecoming was celebrated by a great firework show - no really, it was. We ventured outside to investigate the bangs only to be greeted with the sky lighting up in a really professional show. We don't know what it was for, but we appreciated it nonetheless.