It was Mum and Dad’s annual day out today. We dropped the kids off at summer camp in the morning, then had the whole day together with no other obligations.
Yeah! Party time!
We brought our wetsuits and snorkels, thinking we might do some snorkelling…
But it was cloudy and chilly.
We drove into Akaroa to visit a couple of art galleries and have lunch on the waterfront…
But a cruise ship had just disgorged 2,000 tourists into the town, and it was so crowded, we left.
We ended up having toasties, chips, and a beer on the deck at the pub in Duvauchelle, watching the wading birds and a luckless pair of hitchhikers. Then we went for a short walk and came home.
Lame, lame, lame.
It was a lovely day, but we could have done all that with the kids. In fact, our summer outings with the kids are usually more exciting than that.
Truth is, I wasn’t surprised. It happens most every year. We have a week with no kids in the house, and what do we do? We go to work, we weed the garden and mow the lawn. Sometimes we might go so far as to rent a movie.
No all-night dancing, no dinners out—just the normal routine, with less washing up needed afterward.
Is that lame? Perhaps. I like to think of it as an indication that our daily life is pretty darned good. I like to think of it as an indication that we enjoy spending time with our kids, and our kids don’t stop us from doing the things we enjoy.
So tomorrow, I’ll have a nice long work day (I have lots of editing to do!), and when my husband comes home from work, we’ll make a delicious dinner. We’ll spend the evening sitting on the couch reading, and then we’ll do it all again the next day. Not really too hard to take.