Now this was the first time that Bradley and Mummy were going to be separated for any length of time. 3 days and 2 nights to be exact.
So it was with heavy hearts that at 7:30am last Monday B and I bundled ourselves into the car (surrounded with all sorts of distractions and snacks) waved a farewell to teary Mummy and headed off.
8 hours and 650kms in a car with an active almost 3yo!! Was I being adventurous or stupid??
Fun. That's what it ended up being. Lot's of singing and chatting interspersed with DVDs and a little nap right towards the end.
We arrived at my sister's in Tailem Bend in good spirits and then ventured off to a dairy for a visit.
So there were cows to round up
So they could be milked
And calves to feed
And finally there was mucking out the truck
All in a days work for a very busy boy.
. . . to be continued . . .