The summer one. The one that lasts almost 9 weeks. The one we have to find camps and childcare and things to keep the (not so) ankle biters out of trouble. For almost 9 weeks!
For the first 3 weeks the kids were at day camp at their school for the first half of the day and then at an aftercare for the second half of the day.
Then for 2 weeks they were at camp dad. Thankfully Paul was able to be with them and they went to Tel Aviv and to Haifa and visited museums and the Baha’i Gardens and went swimming and generally had a good time.
Then for 3 weeks they went to a half day camp for immigrant children arranged by the absorption department and they had an amazing time. The afternoons were spent with dad.
And where was mom during all of this? Working. Because its 9 (!) weeks of holidays and I just couldn’t take time off (especially since I started a new position).
But I have this week off and the kids and I have some plans. Swimming, ten pin bowling, ice creams and the zoo just to name a few.
And then, on Friday, they go back to school (don’t ask, its 1st September and they go back to school on the 1st, never mind its Friday and only half a day and would make more sense to go back the next week).
Aaron will be in 4th Grade and Faith in 2nd Grade. I cant get over how big these kids are getting.
So that’s a catch up of the last 2 months and a preview of whats to come. Hopefully things will be more settled and I can blog more.
Last week, I fetched Faith from school, put her in the car, drove to Aaron’s school, took Faith out the car, went into the school to fetch Aaron and realised that he had Playball and I was only supposed to fetch him in an hours time.
Thank heavens I managed to get us out of there without Aaron seeing us. HE would have wanted to stop Playball and come home!
We were very lucky to be invited to stay with my brother in law and his girlfriend in Cape Town over Pesach/Easter, so we packed our things (I seriously over packed mine and the kids things, could have cut all of it by half!) and off we went.
We flew Kulula and they were running about an hour late so we arrived in CT just after 1pm.
Paul spent a few days working and meeting some of his CT contacts while I chilled at the house with the kids.
On Friday morning we met up with Tertia, Heather, Sally, Tanya, Candice, Amanda, Tania (did I leave anyone out??) and a few non tweeps and most of the spouses and kids at Nitida Wine Estate. I of course brought my camera and then totally forgot to take any pictures! It was so awesome meeting all these people in real life.
Next time we will definitely spend more time with all you crazy and fabulous CT tweeps!
Saturday was spent in Franschhoek and Boschendal, just the four of us and ended up on Camps Bay beach with my mom, my uncle and his two kids, my moms boyfriend, his daughter and son in law and their three kids.
Aaron wasnt too sure about the beach or the sea but before we knew it he was nekkid, building sand castles, jumping in the ‘pool’ they had built and having a grand time.
So grand in fact that he did not want to leave, nor did he want to get under the shower to wash off all the sand. Needless to say an #AaronTantrum ensued and if you were in Camps Bay on Saturday afternoon and witnessed a small nekkid boy scream his little lungs out for his mommy and daddy to ‘Just leave me alonnnnnnnnnne!!!!’ I apologise, truly, I do, no one should have to witness an #AaronTantrum, ever!
Sunday was spent at the Two Oceans Aquarium with Ash and Meg then on to lunch and then to the airport.
Kulula was actually on time and we got home just after 7pm.
Both kids were amazing on the flights, sleeping for most of the way and generally behaving themselves and charming the air stewards. Aaron even got to see inside the cockpit as we were disembarking at OR Thambo.
Other notable occurrences would be the two falls I managed to take.
On Thursday I managed to slip on the last of three steps, I was carrying two cups of coffee, the step was dry, I was bare foot, I landed on my arse and spilt most of the coffee on the floor, none on me and I didnt break the coffee cups!
On Saturday I slipped off a teeny tiny ledge outside the Boschendal gift shop, landing on my left butt cheek and my right knee (have no idea how) and I seem to have pulled a hamstring. I also managed not to break my BB which landed face down on the ground, yay me!
All in all a good trip, wish it could have been longer though, but Im happy to be home.