Blogging Resumes.

Hi All,

Despite promises to the contrary at the beginning of the year, there has been a large gap in the blogging activities of this blog. Apologies to our regular readers or maybe it is just a single reader (grandpa). We actually had a whole lot of draft articles waiting to go, they just never got finished. Hopefully they will make it onto the internet in the next few weeks.

We have just returned from a week in Kangaroo Valley.

It was meant to be a farm stay. However it turned out to be more of a stay in cabins on a farm with six goats and 12 cows. So we were a bit disappointed at the lack of activities for the kids. The only “farm” activity was the twice daily feeding of the goats, which took all of two minutes as the children exclaimed each time - “don’t they eat fast”. The kids had a great time anyway because their parents took them out to see different things. There were some bikes available for riding but these were dismissed by Simon as pretty hopeless. The other attraction was the table soccer – this was more in line with Simon's soccer preferences. He had a great time as long as he was winning. (Might need to work on this attitude)

Lisa and Immi stayed with us for a couple of nights and the boys were happy because Immi brought some Lego. On the Tuesday we went to see Fitzroy Falls in the nearby National Park. It was a bit misty.

The next day was pretty nice and we headed down to the Nowra Wildlife park where the kids got to feed more goats.

On Thursday, we went to a local old village museum and then in the afternoon, I took the boys to the Fleet Air Arm Museum in Nowra. The museum had a good collection of planes and helicopters. Simon was enthralled with the helicopter simulator that they had. Ben was happy playing in the helicopter cockpit, hanging from the levers. Sarah took Ella for a haircut.

We drove home today and stopped in at Berry to visit some friends who have a house there. The kids enjoyed having other children to play with after being stuck with their parents for the last few days.

As we drove into the driveway we we were greeted with the usual chorus – “what are we doing tomorrow”. Nothing like living in the moment.