Why June was so Busy

It's nearly the end of July, and I can't believe how quickly time is flying past this year. Is it all the snap lockdowns? Is it the growing children, or the extra curricular activities of said children? Maybe it's just life and I'm caught up in it. I don't know, but I've been meaning to tell people about our June and I figure I'd better do it now, before it's August and feeling so long ago. 

June. 

June had two weddings, a school fete and Rachel's Birthday, all in consecutive weekends. 

This summary seems like I'm making a big deal out of just a few events, but hear me out. It was busy. 

The first wedding was in Sydney; on a Friday. And don't forget COVID, and potential border closures. Do you see some stressful choices now? It wasn't so bad, we flew down early Friday morning, got picked up by family and went to a wedding. It was a lovely wedding, if absolutely freezing outside, and I did get to wear a pretty fabulous cape. The wedding party were obviously very close friends (tears in several of the speeches (from the guys) and lots of laughter too) and it was easy to join in their fun. 

Steve and I danced, and I reflected that it had been at least five years since I had been to a wedding where I had felt whole and well. The last two were not as pleasant (nothing to do with the actual wedding though!) and had shaded my impression of weddings slightly. It was a delight to find that getting dressed up, eating delicious food and being with people I loved all night was a perfectly enjoyable way to spend my time. It made me even more excited for my sister's wedding the following weekend. 

We stayed the night in Sydney, saw more family the next day and then flew back to our girls. My parents had looked after them in our absence and we stayed with them that night too, rather than try to organise coming home late. Extending our weekend slightly, but it was worth it for the good night sleep. 

The next wedding was Fiona's! So so thankful that there had been no COVID cases in Brisbane. Melbourne had had an outbreak and Queensland had closed the border, but most people were able to come and there were no crazy restrictions in place. We were all unbelievably thankful. Again, it was a busy day (albeit without a plane flight), a beautiful wedding and lots of dancing into the night. 

The next day, the newly married Fairbrother's continued the celebrations and we all visited their new house. I say "we all", but please don't imagine that it's just our family. It was everyone invited to the wedding and more. Big parties and busy days. Lots of fun, but I was happy to get home again that night. 

Then came the biggest week of June ever. I mentioned the school fete at the start of this post. What I neglected to mention was that it was I, who volunteered to coordinate said school fete. I had an amazing team, but I also did a lot of work in the lead up. The three weeks prior to this, I had spent probably 15 hrs a week sorting out the fete, and now, it was really crunch time. I was at school so much I feel like I almost became staff. 

In the middle of this week of concentrated fete preparation, I also had a job interview. Not the best timing, but more on that later. Suffice to say, it was a surprise and an accident, but I walked out with an earlier than anticipated return to teaching. Back to fete for now. 

All week I woke up thinking about the fete, and fell asleep planning to do lists that I could complete in the morning. Fete was all I did, every moment, and Steve is an absolute saint for listening to me brainstorm every tiny aspect of it. Fete day came and I was at school at 6:45am. I didn't leave until 6:30pm. What a day; I was so proud of it all. 

It was fabulous, and successful and huge. The community came out in force. Again I was so thankful for Queensland's COVID response and how we had no community transmission so we could actually hold this event. There was stuff we could do better, but over all, it was amazing and I was super proud to be a part of it. Proud and exhausted to the bone. 

I did nothing fete related on the Sunday, but Monday morning I was back at school sorting stuff out. I nearly left in tears thinking it would take me all week to put stuff back where it belonged, but thankfully, it didn't take that long. Maybe three full days of sorting and returning and I finally became a somewhat normal human being again. My fete report was 10 pages long. It had been a huge event. 

In that week post the fete, when I was still running around cleaning things up, I was also getting ready for Rachel to celebrate being seven years old. I guess I'll do a blog post about that eventually too. Saturday she had school friends over for fun and food, and Sunday we had family over for more of the same. It sounds like a lot, but of all the things in June, most of all the fete, there was actually not too much to do. Bit of cooking, bit of organising, but mostly, just having fun. 

Again we were thankful for the lack of COVID restrictions, which was not to continue. Monday rolled around and we began our first day of school holidays. My last week actually, of not working. The job that I accidently got would begin the very next week with staff week, so my rest time from the busy June and things starting again was drastically shortened. 

So the job. Friends of mine work at a Lutheran Primary school in Bethania, and mentioned the music teacher there was going on maternity leave in term four, and would I consider the contract? Three days a week, for 18 months. Sounded like something I could do. I had been doing a lot of music relief in term two, and my plan had always been to go back to part time teaching next year, so starting a term early didn't sound too bad. I'd have term three to recover fully from the fete and enjoy my last term of gap year before really heading back to the classroom. 

So I gave them my resume and got a call to come in for an interview. Which I did. And they liked me, and wanted to offer me the job then and there, start date: 5th of July. For those playing along at home, this is not term four. Turns out, the contract was from term three, and they didn't end up interviewing anyone else. I had a lot of turmoil considering the job the first few days, but when they offered it, it would have been ridiculous to say no, so I said yes. 

It was sooner than I wanted, and further away than I wanted, and probably a day more than I wanted, but it was a good job, at a small school with a great music program and resources, and really, a half hour drive against traffic is not the end of the world. I just had to adjust after 8 years of working from home, or only ten minutes away. I don't know why God had given me this opportunity now, when I was not expecting it, but it would have been nuts to say no. 

So I enjoyed the last week of holidays with the girls and Steve before I went back to work before they started term three. We had some COVID cases and a snap lock down of three days, which turned into four, and the rainy rainy weather made everything pretty bleak. But Sunday came, and the sun did come out again. Masks are still mandatory, but new cases haven't risen, so we are all thankful to be where we are now. 

And I'm thankful to be out of June, and into July. Nearly into August really. It's been chaotic and fast, but what isn't? I was saying to Steve that I really want the girls to start piano lessons, and I feel like I've just been waiting for the right time, when we have a bit more space, or breathing room to think about it. The reality is: that there's never going to be a right time for that. There will always be stuff on, things to do, and events to plan. There will always be life to live. So we either fit it in or put that dream on the shelf for now. 

I'll let you know what happens. 

Thanks for stopping by to find out why I was so MIA in June, and why it's taken me a few weeks to get my feet under me again. 

Visual Stimulation

This is my life in the kitchen.

Every day a different configuration of all the essential nutrients, and some surplus ones.

I am hungry when I look at these.

And I feel proud. Because they are mostly delicious and nutritious.

More often than not the box comes home empty. So that's also good.

Will they ever want plain sandwiches?

 I hope not.

Because Japanese lunches are more fun.

And with my new rice cooker, with a timer function, morning rice is even easier to make.

We grew those snow peas in the garden.

I hope you are feeling inspired by healthy lunches, even if the pictures are not that good.

Some mornings I can't be bothered cut things. Good thing God gave us teeth.

Ahh, lunches.

Big Travels Part 2: Europe

Here is a continuation of the travel adventures from December 2017. You can read the first part here. Also, stuff happened on the flight from LA to Budapest (namely a stopover in Oslo, Norway) that you can read about here. Brace yourself, this is a long story.

The view from our Airbnb

Budapest. Stop one in Europe. We got in late at night, and thankfully, managed to sleep fairly well. We woke up lateish and Steve went out to forage our breakfast. Aside from the great location of our Airbnb (close to public transport and the city), the best news was that it was also on a pokéstop and the GPS would sometimes bounce us to the gym on the other side of the building. If you don't play Pokémon, sorry, but to those of us who do, this was excellent luck.

We then dressed up in many layers and ventured out for a walk. The girls were excited to be wearing their snow gear for the first time, and while they were warm, they were still shocked by the cold. They also disappointed that even though it was so cold, there was no snow to be seen.

We had fun wandering around Vajdahunyad Castle and the associated green spaces. No idea what we saw really, and the actual castle was closed for winter (this almost became the slogan of our trip. Even though snow is cool, I'd not advise Europe in winter for this very reason).

The girls tired quite quickly this day, still getting over the jetlag and adjusting to the new temperature, so we headed back home and got some takeaway dinner. The next day we again slept in (thanks jet lag) and woke up at 10 to head out pretty quickly after to meet up with some of Steve's Hungarian relatives. I said to Steve afterwards that family is pretty strange, because here we were meeting people we were practically strangers with to have lunch together and talk about our lives with, and that's totally ok, because we are family. Does that seem weird to you?

They were lovely people and lunch was delicious. They had booked a Hungarian restaurant for us to eat at and the meals were great. Steve had catfish stew, while I had some pork medallions in paprika sauce. The girls were pretty high maintenance here (jet lag I shake my fist at you!), so Steve carried most of the conversation with translation help from some of the better English speaking members of the family. Must learn some Hungarian if they ever want to come here!

After lunch we went on a bus tour of Budapest city called the River Ride where the bus actually drives out onto the Danube River and becomes a boat for the second half of the tour. The girls were really excited about this (we had told them about it in advance) and were practically screaming with excitement when it actually happened.

We hopped off the bus around four in the afternoon, which was around sunset, so we wandered through the Christmas markets, ate some food and headed back to our Airbnb for the night. The next day we had a train to catch to Bratislava, in Slovakia, but the girls had a terrible nights sleep and we all ended up sleeping in. Thankfully, my family did a video call at 8am which woke me up in time, or we would have missed it for sure.

The train station it self was stressful too, because it was not well signed and some parts were under construction. We found the most efficient way to do things was for the girls and I to wait with all of the luggage while Steve raced around finding the right way to go. We did make the train, with about 10 minutes to spare, which was ok, but meant we didn't stop for breakfast at all. Good thing I packed snacks. Lots of snacks.

Actually, on snacks, that was the best tip I had before we left from my friend Megan, was to get a pack of zip lock bags from the shops to take with us. Then, when we got carrots or cucumber that I cut up for snacks, I had an easy go to container for them. Or when we had left over food. Or the girls broke something and we needed to keep the bits safe. If you are going on a trip with kids, take a box of zip lock bags. You won't regret it.

Bratislava turned out to be a real highlight of our trip. The weather was cold, but lovely clear days. The first day we didn't do much. The train from Budapest and getting to our new Airbnb meant we didn't really get in till around two, and the girls were pretty exhausted. Luckily our new place was right near a coffee shop called Barcelona, so that was a win. Steve did some shopping for us, while the girls and I chilled in the arvo and we just ate a rather boring dinner in (chicken, rice and veggies - the girls really appreciated the familiarity). Rachel fell asleep on the chair at the table after eating dinner that night; travelling took it out of all of us.

Our first full day, we went out to Bratislava Castle, which was a restored castle and was beautiful. The view from the top tower was fabulous too and the girls got a kick out of exploring the place too.

After that, we wandered back home through the Old Town, looking at more Christmas markets, eating some fantastic food from a place called Fetch. Our Airbnb in Bratislava was again in a convenient place for public transport, and had the added bonus of being really spacious.

The next day we took the bus out to the zoo which also had a dinosaur park in it. Pretty exciting for the girls, and us, if I'm being honest. Tickets were discounted because it was winter, and a lot of the animals were hibernating, or off exhibit. Also, some of the dinosaurs had animatronics that didn't' work in the winter either. It was still fantastic, though I did feel sorry for the animals, especially the kangaroos.

It was a really cold day when we were there, and very faintly snowing, but you had to really focus to be able to see the infrequently flakes falling. We didn't bother telling the girls, because it was rather underwhelming. They were busy with the dinosaurs anyway. It was really nice to be out in a place where they could run and explore too.

Here they are having an in depth discussion about the map. I'm not kidding.

Our next day saw us get up really early to catch the bus to Vienna, Austria. Country number three for Europe. We found some lockers at the train station and stored our bags for the day while we wandered around. Vienna is pretty crazy impressive with it's churches and towers and fancy stuff. Steve, after an hr there, said he could totally live there and loved the old cool stuff. He was singing a different tune though, when the weather turned bad and reminded him of the dark days in Seattle.

We stopped at Wienner World for for lunch, where Steve was sure he could get a sausage of some kind, but was disappointed with there was nothing on the menu. We had ribs and schnitzel instead, and steamed veg for the girls.

We took an afternoon train to Salzburg, seeing snow for the first time out the window (though I was so tired at this point that I really missed most of it) and again were excited to find our accommodation (this time a "family room" in a hostel) was on a pokéstop. I have to say, that despite Salzburg being the place I was possibly looking forward to most in Europe, it was probably my least favourite. The weather was terrible (I know, I know, that's not Salzburg's fault!), and even though it was the home of the Sound of Music and Mozart, it kind of felt like it had nothing else.

We did do a Sound of Music tour, of which, many parts were closed for the winter (though, unlike the dino park in Bratislava, you didn't get a discount ticket - you were still paying full fare!). We tried to make the most of it, although I think Rachel's devastation when she realised she wouldn't actually get to see Maria and the children on the tour must have rubbed off on me, because I was really underwhelmed. The girls and I did sing our way through the park at the end though, so that was something.

Salzburg was our shortest stop in Europe (two nights, rather than three or four) and I'm a little glad. We picked up a car the next day and drove off to Innsbruck to meet the family.

When we tell people that we went to Austria and had Christmas with my family, they promptly ask how many of my family live there and do we get to see them often. It's a little... I don't know the word, confusing maybe, to explain that no, actually, all of my family are in Australia, but we all went over to Austria for Christmas. You can see this post if you want to know more about how that happened.

Anyway, everyone did their own thing, travelling to different places on different days and what not, before all of us meeting in Innsbruck to head to Kolsass (a little village outside of the city) for the four days over Christmas. A White Christmas. We arrived in Innsbruck first, and again checked out some Christmas markets - this one had a carousel! Total highlight!

Steve and Rachel ate a pretzel and the girls watched a kids puppet show entirely not in English. It was interesting to hear the other kids singing along and calling out at appropriate times, while we were all a little clueless. Fun none the less.

Sarah, her Steve, Fiona and Hugo met us at the markets. Hugo was delighted to see his cousins again. We were all really happy to be together actually. I think especially for me, I'd had six weeks doing solo parenting while Steve was in Seattle, then to LA, which was kind of relaxing, being with Steve again, but ended with a bit of a rush (last two days at Disneyland!) and then the first week of Europe was pretty full on. The girls didn't sleep well until Salzburg (look at that, Salzburg was good for something after all), so I was really fatigued just from that too.

Here we were at last, with family, looking at four days of just being together with nothing planned. So nice. And with the shops closed over Christmas, and a house with a full kitchen, we would be cooking some home made meals. And by we, I really mean mostly Mum. Who could go past a nice Mum-cooked meal when you've been travelling hey!?

We had an amazing house in Kolsass that was obviously owned by people with kids. It had toys and a garden area that was covered in snow. This is the view from the bathroom as the sun rose over the mountains at 8am. Beautiful.

The first day, Christmas Eve, we left mum and dad relaxing to go check out a ski slope. By the time we got to the bottom of the mountain, organised ski gear and made it to the bottom level of the top, it was already 10:30, so really, the day was half over. Steve didn't get to ski, which was a shame, because there were no group lessons available, being early in the season. There were kids lessons though, so we booked the kids in and played in the snow until lesson time.

We were really unsure as to how the kids would go at skiing, but they did fabulously! It has really made us consider a snow holiday in the future. They didn't even mind falling down, because of the novelty of the snow. We headed back home around four and had a quiet dinner in.

Christmas Day!

We went to a church in the village that was all in German, but was nice. It was strange not to hear any Christmas Carols though. The service had songs, but not recognisable ones. Anyway, even in another language, it was familiar and comforting to be reminded of Jesus on Christmas day.

The rest of the day we chilled out at home, finally ventured out into the snowy back yard to play and have snow fights. Fiona, Steve and I go excited building snow men. The kids tried to help, but it's a lot of hard work. They named the first snowman Bob and we quickly made him a very Olaf-shaped friend.

The next day was more of the same, chilling together, playing in the snow and resting before we would be parting ways. The Steves made the kids an ice house by making blocks of snow with a large plastic tub they found in the garage. And there were lots of rides down the slope in the large plastic tub too.

We left the next day and Steve dropped us at the train station before returning the hire car and walking back to meet us. The girls and I sat around in Maccas (with all our luggage) using their free wi-fi to catch pokémon. Fiona made sure that Mum and Dad were on their train and then came to say goodbye to us too. Then we were on the train to Munich!

This random photo of houses is something I loved about travelling. I can't imagine houses painted such striking colours in Brisbane, let alone buildings that are right next to each other like that. The girls had fun saying the different colours of houses as we went past too. Green, Red, Pink, Blue, Green, Yellow, Brown, Pink. So good.

After catching the train to Munich, we had a little trouble finding the Novotel because we went out the wrong exit from the train station and ended up walking the wrong direction for half a km before realising. Sigh.

This was one of the hardest parts of travelling with the kids. We were all lugging bags (kids included), and Steve and I had suitcases. We were all tired, but had to keep encouraging the girls and saying things like "we are nearly there!" a million times. When we realised we had gone the wrong way, we couldn't just jump in a taxi, or order an Uber, because kids means car seats, which we didn't have. So our only option was to turn around and keep walking.

We did make it, and chilled out for the evening. Luckily, there was a supermarket just down the road, so we didn't have to go far to get cheese, meat and bread for dinner. The next day we woke up to some quality snowing, so after breakfast at the hotel, we wrapped up and headed out.

The girls ran around in front of the hotel for a while, basking in the snow falling and being excited (who am I kidding, so did I!) Then we jumped on the train to the main parts of Munich to see all the touristy things. We saw a toy museum and the clock tower in the main square, but the cold weather was pretty rough on us, and we ended up heading home pretty quickly. 

After getting home, it became apparent that Sophie was indeed getting sick. She had a fever and her throat was sore. Steve stayed with her in the afternoon to look after her, and I went out again with Rachel to see a few more things and pick up our last souvenirs. I have to say, even travelling with just one child is totally different to all of us going out together! 

Kids being sick while travelling is the next hardest thing. Especially in a non-English speaking country, even one as fancy as Germany. Sophie had a really bad nights sleep that night, and we used up all of the kids paracetamol that we had bought from home. Her poor throat was so swollen she could barely talk and wouldn't eat much of anything. So the next day, we set off to find a doctor. 

We were amazingly blessed in that down near the local supermarket was a pharmacist. Steve had already been in to get some throat lozenges for Sophie, and they were really helpful, so we just went back there to start our search for a doctor. They were amazing. The pharmacist on duty spoke great English, told us of a kid doctor that was a 10 minute walk (with children) away. She gave us the address, directions and called ahead and made the booking for us too. Such a blessing. 

The doctors were great, and after a little wait, they saw us. Turns out Sophie had a virus, so there was really nothing we could do, but it was good to hear that from a professional, and know there wasn't anything else we could be doing. Here is Steve giving Rachel a lift home from the doctors.

When we got back to the hotel, Sophie (and Rachel, who was also coming down with the virus, though not as bad) just chilled out, so this time I stayed with them and Steve went exploring. He got to see lots of churches and buildings and cool old stuff around Munich, as well as eat some local fare before coming back.

And then, the end had come. We were packing up and getting ready to leave. Trying to make sure the suitcases were under 20kgs, looking for things we could leave behind rather than lug home again, ensuring that breakable things were securely wrapped, and that all the wooden stuff was easily accessible for customs inspections in Australia.

The flights were long, and hard with two little sick girls, but we made it. And everyone got some sleep. The girls watched the most recent pokémon movie pretty much back to back the whole way home, between sleeping and eating. Singapore airport is as cool as everyone says, and I wish I had more photos, but somehow in the transfer of photos from phone to computer, they got lost. 

I'm so thankful for our neighbours. One lot drove us to the airport and then our car back home, and then others who drove our car out to the airport to pick us up, on New Years Eve, none the less! And who looked after our house by collecting mail, putting bins out and watering plants. And Steve's brother who came and mowed the lawn. These people are amazing to me.

It was relief to be home. I love Australia, even more now than before. Sure we've got our problems, but it's beautiful and it's home.

Big Travels Part 1: America

Thus begins the record of the travel adventures from December 2017.

The girls were super excited to be finally on their way to see Steve when we left home for the airport. As was I. Only the usual airport hassles as we cleared passport checks and customs and onto the plane. Here are the girls with their travel buddies from my godmother and their fluffy neck pillows borrowed from some bible study friends. 

Though I encouraged them to sleep early, they didn't. They were however pretty great on the plane flight, and did both sleep in the end, I even slept too, though I'll never know why the flight attendant saw fit to wake me and give me a kids meal when both of my kids were asleep too.

I had wanted the reunion with Steve to be amazing and magical, but in the end it was really emotional and there were a lot of tears. I had had about four hours sleep in 48 hours, we were unable to find each other at the airport, and I couldn't get wifi anywhere which meant I couldn't contact Steve at all. When he finally got off the bus at the car hire place where we were waiting, there were so many tears. The girls hardly noticed because they were just so ecstatic that Steve was there.

Steve had driven in Seattle (up to Vancouver for the Thanksgiving weekend), so thankfully he managed driving to our airbnb really well. We just hung out that day, went to the local grocery store for supplies, lunch at Maccas etc.

The girls were tired, but also so excited to be with their dad and on their adventure that they lasted the day really well. We had told them that they couldn't sleep until after dinner. I was watching Rachel as she finished her first roll of sushi. It was like her mind did the math: "They said I could sleep after dinner. I've finished. I'm going to sleep." She put her head on the table and was out to it. It was hilarious.

We were all in bed pretty early that night, but managed to sleep through til 8:00 am! Take that jet lag! We drove out to Venice Beach late morning and had a bit of a look and walk around. Steve did some pokéwalking with the girls, which they loved. Actually despite all of the pokéwalking, we failed to catch the special American pokémon, which was a little disappointing. 

Sophie saw her first squirrel there too, which was exciting. She tells me now that squirrel's are her favourite animal. We were still pretty tired out that day, so we headed back home again fairly soon too. There is only so much you can do with kids the day after a long flight, even if they did manage to sleep through the night.

What I wasn't expecting on this first week back, was the way the girls really attached themselves to Steve again. They were so happy that their dad was back, that they were right next to him all the time. If he was sitting on the couch, they were right there next to him. It was beautiful, but I felt a little left out. Where was my time with Steve? I did get to have it, but it was a little hard sharing him that first week.

The next day we went back to the beach, this time Santa Monica, because it had been so great there before. The weather was very similar to an Australian winter actually, and there were Australian native plants everywhere! It was a little sureal to be walking along in Las Angeles and see Kangaroo Paw, Bottle Brushes and Bougainvillea. Did we even leave home?

We walked through downtown Santa Monica after some Chipotle lunch; delicious Mexican food! The best thing was these dinosaur features in the main street, which were just super cool.

We ended up back down at the beach at a small theme park called Paradise Pier. There was no entry fee but you had to buy tickets or an armband for rides. We ended up getting an arm band each, which was well worth it. The rides were pretty perfect for the girls and it was really quiet, so no lines at all. Steve was keen to take Sophie on some roller coasters, and to my surprise, she loved every minute of it. They are riding around in the second seat of the third section of the picture below. You can see Steve's hands in the air, though Sophie is too small to be seen.

Rachel was fairly devastated that she wasn't allowed on, being too small, but she did get ice cream instead, and that cheered her up a bit. It was a pretty rad day.

The next day we took the kids to a train museum, which was fun for them, and then a big park near Griffith Observatory. From there we went down to Hollywood Boulevard, which was probably the lowest point of our LA trip. It was so overrated, and when we got there it wasn't cool at all. Maybe if we could have done one of the tours looking at where different movies were filmed (which, I guess is not at Hollywood Blvd at all, you just start there), it might have been good, but with the girls, that was just not on the cards. It reminded us a lot of the Valley in Brisbane. Steve did try an Umami Impossible Burger, which, while a little saucy, was a good bite.

That night, I got to see some life-changing musical theatre: Hamilton. Oh my goodness. It was fantastic.

The entire thing is sung, so if you've got a soundtrack, you know all the words, but to see it on stage with the sets, costumes, choreography just takes it to another level entirely. Everything is so well done, it's just amazing. In an era of "Soundtrack Musicals", this is truly something new and well worth getting to see if you can. I hope it comes to Australia so I can see it again. The theatre it was done in, The Pantages, was just amazing too actually. Phenomenal.

The next day, we got up early, before the sun to drive south to Anaheim: Disneyland awaited! We were really lucky because in September, I had run into a friend of mine from teaching days at a trivia night and I had mentioned to her that we were planning on going. She had a friend who had been recently with kids and that friend ended up giving us a whole list of tips and tricks for doing Disneyland with the kids. It was expensive to get in, but so worth it, and the extra info we had meant we were pretty efficient with our time.

The girls were the right age for so many of the rides, and it was not busy, so I don't think we waited more than 15 minutes for a ride, and even then, that was only once. We bought our own snacks in, so we didn't have to buy too much food. We had booked a hotel for the night (we were doing two days at Disneyland), which again, was a great tip, because we could leave the park and walk back to our hotel for a rest in the afternoon. The girls really needed it, Rachel more than Sophie, but Steve just took Sophie back in the evening and they got to see the lights and go on more rides together, so that was pretty cool.

Here we all are on the Mary Poppins Carousel. This was probably the number one thing I wanted to do, so dream achieved!

The next day we were back again at California Adventure Land (which is just another Disneyland theme park), seeing more things and going on more rides. We were there at 8:00am, so no lines at all. I took the girls on another carousel, the Ferris Wheel and the Little Mermaid ride, while Steve smashed out three big roller coasters, including the new Guardians of the Galaxy one, which, from about 9:00am had a wait time of one hr at least.

We then went to a character breakfast in Ariel's Grotto, which was pretty expensive, but delicious and had the added bonus of five different Disney princesses showing up while you ate breakfast, so you didn't have to chase them all over the park for photos. The girls LOVED this so much. I have to say that being a Disney Princess would pretty much be my dream job. Get dressed up, walk around smiling and singing all day. Yes!

The girls were also really excited for Cars land, and just wanted to take photos of everything for Hugo. We had to leave about three to head straight to the airport for our flight to Budapest, but it was still a blast and we had such a great time. So much fun! Thanks America for being leg one of the Big Travels 2017.

Snapshots of my Day

Hugo and Rachel are painting at the table, sitting on the big stool and the frog stool. Suddenly, painting is over and the seats that they had been sitting on became cars and rockets. Rachel turned hers upside down and designated different legs to have buttons on them. 

Rachel: "This one is for an emergency, and so is this one. So if there is an emergency, then we push it."
Hugo: "But your engine isn't broomming."
Rachel: "Yeah, so I push this button to blast off."
Hugo: "We are going to the moon! I'll get in my car."
Rachel: "No, I'm going to the zoo."

After a while, they decided they needed to pack things for their trip, leading to the emptying of toys into their cars. Rachel gave Mia a collection of blocks to play with as she sat watching on the couch. 

Rachel: "Here Mia. We can take turns."
Mia: "Ohhhh."
Hugo: "What are you doing?"
Rachel: "We are taking turns. You can have this one."
Hugo: "Ok. Thanks."
Rachel: "There you go Mia."
Hugo: "I have to go now in my car."
Rachel: "Ok, but I can't come, because I'm playing with Mia."
Mia, offering Rachel a block: "Uhoh.."
Rachel: "Oh thanks Mia."
Hugo, tipping all his toys out. "I'm trying to find my milk."
Rachel: "Hugo, I've found my milk."
Hugo: "Oh, I'm looking for my milk."
Rachel: "Hugo, you left it here."
Hugo: "No, I put it in my car..."
Rachel: "No, you left it here and I gave it to Mia. Now you can have this one."

Later on, Hugo has a moment to himself. 

"These koalas are watching me swimming. I'm swimming. I'm swimming to you! I'm a snapping crocodile! Mia is in the water too. She is swimming. I swim here. Then I go in these. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine. Now I'm going to do this. Woah! Splash! Your dinosaur has to eat, ok?" 

Hugo hands me a giraffe. 

"Aunty Paula, do you mean a horn? This is a horn. See? BEEP! Two horns! Ahhh!! We need.... we need.... nahn nop pee... ahhh....Bagh!! This book! This book is upside down. Graph baph broom broom."

And possibly my favourite moment from having five children in the car. Sophie and Hadley are in the back, while Mia, Rachel and Hugo are in the middle. We are driving to kindy. 

Hadley: "Woah, when Paula goes this way, I go that way."
Sophie: "That's inertia."
Hadley: "What?"
Sophie: "When your body goes that way, when the car goes that way, that's called inertia."

So proud.