We're heading on holiday this weekend, to the Belgian countryside. We're so goddamn authentic, we even booked ourselves into a private cottage on a working farm. The promise of fresh air, sunshine and breakfast with free range eggs had me swooning. I was going to make flower wreath headdresses for the girls and we would lay and look at cloud formations. In my mind it looked a little something like this.
We're not off to a good start. The girls, despite all their charms, are becoming fire breathing dragons before my eyes. The whining, my ears are bleeding. It is a chorus out of tune and there is no sign of intermission. But I digress. We're going to have a good time!!! With your help!
What are your go-to tricks for taking trips with kids? What do you pack? Is it Raffi on the radio for 3 hours straight? Is it just a simple matter of giving up the image in your head and letting whatever is going to happen, happen?
Any advice is appreciated. At the moment my visual is one of a padded barrel heading over Niagara Falls. I'd really prefer the original, pastoral one though. Sigh.
What are your go-to tricks for taking trips with kids? What do you pack? Is it Raffi on the radio for 3 hours straight? Is it just a simple matter of giving up the image in your head and letting whatever is going to happen, happen?
Any advice is appreciated. At the moment my visual is one of a padded barrel heading over Niagara Falls. I'd really prefer the original, pastoral one though. Sigh.
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