Ah, my first born, she was off on high school camp this week, i missed her. She packed strictly to-the-list with the recommended day, cabin & camping bag must-haves (no hair straighteners like some girls!!) No wonder some had huge suitcases on trolleys?? Her Infantry Daddy would be very proud, we follow the soldier's mantra "only pack what you can carry". Even with 4 children under 5 i had the world's smallest baby bag & we've been overseas as a family of 6 with 1 suitcase, not kidding!! Get it, we pack light.
She went off looking like she was sponsored by The North Face. Please take note of her shoes, handsome soldier took her shopping for hiking boots & seeing he's used to spending big bucks on footwear for you know, important things like patrols in desert war zones . . . i considered $300 (after 20% off) was a tad pricey for high school camp shoes??!! They will last all 4 children though (twins have different sized feet) so we'll squeeze every cent out of these family heirloom solid gold hiking shoes for years!!
I like this image from dawn Wednesday morning - bossing me around 'til the last second.
I cleaned her room & left a new pair of jeans & her new typewriter key necklace as a surprise on her desk.
My happy camper is home. She told me every single moment & detail on what they ate, how they slept, where they swam, the groups, the conversations, the new friends, the private jokes, the sand flies . . . even said "you can tell me to stop talking if this is getting boring". OMG, i was loving it, a high schooler who talks, please stay this way!!
While we were waiting for the coaches for a couple of hours, oh yes, mischief was found!!
Look at this cute soft furry possum's big gorgeous eyes, now look at the claws!!
What else can i say, a 7 year old boy in his natural habitat.
Possum's curly tail for balance & hanging out in the school grounds.
My son found a few other little boys waiting for their big sisters, he was showing them the amazing 'hover' leaf (yellow leaf near his left shoulder) i know, AMAZING!!
Perhaps time to move on when our friendly possum climbed onto the ground??
So we found a wall to defy injury on.
When our possum went back up his tree . . .
so did my son, my very own Bear Grylls.
Spending my Friday night tucked up on the lounge with my big one & little one, while their twinnies are off horse riding on a friend's farm this weekend - what a lovely way to soak up my precious first & last born. We Skype'd Daddy the moment we got home too, had to show him all the sand fly bites, share the stories & show him just how big the backpacks are!! For more 'Gratefuls' check out Maxabella Loves. Love Posie
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