Its so strange but that week seems like it has been going on for ages and we have been living in this caravan forever and at the same time, it feels like we have only just left home and there are still so many lessons to learn and adventures to live.
A bad is when it is raining, when the campsite is muddy and cold, when there is no jumping pillow and playground at a camp site, when Pepper wets the bed, when Jazzy snores, when Indi is moody, when you have to go to the toilet in the middle of the night, when someone hands you your crop top and says they found it on the road, when little freezing feet wake you up too early in the morning, when someone stinks out the caravan, when there is no personal space, when the caravan feels like an obstacle course, when you spend half your life looking for things, when your heart is not in the project you are crafting, when all you want is ten minutes with noone talking to you or singing...
A good is when the sun is shinning, when it is warm, when everyone sleeps through the night, when no one coughs, when there is no code or key for the toilet, when everyone is happy, when we discover amazing places along the way, when Jazzy learns to ride her bike in Mildura, when I stop half way through a bike ride and look at my family ahead of me and realise that we are that family and I am one lucky ducky Mummy, when I get handed the first latte of the morning, when we ride six kilometers into town and realise we only have two dollars and then find fifty cent ice-creams and buy four, when there are no farm chores, when there is a glass of beer with dinner, when Miss Jazzy rides to the caravan shop with her purse dangling over the handle bars to buy herself a cup of mixed lollies, when we snuggle up and watch movies together, when the caravan feels as homey and comfortable as I'd hoped...
That was one week, I so look forward to seeing what happens next.
Have a fab, adventure filled week you guys. x
Photo one - walking around the lake at Maggie Beer's Pheasant Farm.
Photo three - the gorgeous dresser filled with vintage odds and ends behind Maggie's kitchen.
Photo four - look at us embracing the caravan style. (But only after discovering that my Camper boots do not like camping).