After a week and a half of solo parenting,
my man has returned from a trip with his mum,
to gloriously warm Bali.
Twas his first overseas trip so he was mighty pleased to be having a break away
from our cold winter for a little while.
After the initial shock of realizing that I had to get out of my pajamas each day to make sure the kids got where they needed to before the bell, we settled into some sort of routine. I learnt I could deal with spiders, change the light bulbs, take the rubbish out, dress and feed the children too.
All the single mumma's ...hats off to you. It's hard yakka doing it all on your own.
He had a delightful time away and managed to fill two memory cards with photo's.
So nice to see him reignite his passion with photography.
Of course it would seem the obligatory snap of man in skirt was had...
along with many...
and even more...
pics of the wildlife.
I was just so glad to have him back.
Although the food lasted longer and the house stayed cleaner...hmmm
Nah 13 plus years together, I think it must be love!