It’s a bit strange writing all this in the past, but I’m determined to record all this summer properly, but I was also determined to enjoy our holiday without spending all my time tied to a laptop.
Day nine of our summer was one of those days which in a way seems like there’s no real point in recording it. It was the day before we set off on holiday so most of it involved trying to look after over excited children whilst also trying to remember everything that we needed to take away with us, buy a few last minute bits, and trying not to let the kids unpack as fast as I could pack.
Nothing monumentous happened, but some days are just like that. The good news is that by the time Mr C and I finally collapsed into bed the car was packed with almost everything we needed and we had a list of everything else that still had to be packed. Surely that’s pretty good for our first holiday as a family of four?