Tuft Love
byIf I came home with a head like Tracey’s just given me I’d be unhappily married until my scalp was hidden again.
If I came home with a head like Tracey’s just given me I’d be unhappily married until my scalp was hidden again.
One of the wonderful things about this big lap lifestyle is watching our kids progress from being afraid of dirt on their hands to wading into a creek. On the other hand…
“The worst thing in the world has happened,” came Miss8’s emotionally charged whine from the back seat of the car. I had my doubts.
Miss6 was obviously looking for something when she poked her head into the kitchen. No, not something. Someone.
Plus our first look at Port Arthur!
Raising five girls can be hard. And occasionally painful.
I’ve generally enjoyed the great outdoors at night. Those days are over.
This day did not go to plan.
Also in this post: Scamander, St Helens, Bridestowe Lavender Farm, Bay Of Fires & Binalong Bay, Blue Tier Blueberries, Reliquaire, Hawley Beach
One of the things I wanted more of before today was photos of the ship and what it’s like, so the kids and I took a heap on our phones and I’ve uploaded them here.
I know men are typically expected to control the remotes, but that doesn’t happen like that on the bus.
As well as my latest anecdote, I’ve included a video of me getting the car onto our trailer, and photos from Port Fairy and Warrnambool
Tracey and I have each discovered something different about public toilets.
I am not a new parent so I should have known better…is what Tracey growled at me.
“I reckon I’d have made a great candle maker,” I told my kids as we watched a bloke dunk another string of candles into…
I just got lucky.
“What’s wrong?” Tracey asked from somewhere behind me and to my left. “Why are we stopping?”
I love petting zoos. There, I’ve said it. So when we came around a sweeping curve on the Gippsland Hwy and a series of…