Last year in May our daughter turned thirty and our birthday present to her was a weekend away at a resort village a couple of hours away for her and her partner and we would go down to their home and look after their wee man. At the time our daughter was pregnant and didn’t cash in until last weekend when she’d be able to make the most of the time away – and we got another wee cutey to look after.
We were much in need of a change and boy, did we get it. The kids kept us on our toes every minute of every hour they were up but I loved every moment of it. Came home shattered but very relaxed.
The kids were awesome, and so much fun. They both slept through Friday and Saturday nights, and of course, played up on Sunday night when mum and dad were back.
Bath time was hilarious. The week before our wee girl was introduced to the big bath and a moulded seat to sit in. I had to wipe down all the walls and the floor after bath time but it was worth it. I haven’t laughed so much for ages.
On Saturday night we also put on dinner for eight as we have friends in Christchurch we always catch up with when down there. Fortunately my man is a dab hand in the kitchen and did most of the cooking, though was ready for bed at 5.30pm! He isn’t in top shape at the moment, but found a second wind as everyone arrived.
I’ve put my hand up to do it all again. The weekend was the prefect tonic for a stressed out couple. Who’d have believed it? My new favourite way to spend a weekend. What’s yours?