Somehow, months ago when we planned it, going to Sydney and having a family Christmas and an extended "holiday" in Coogee with my pseudo-in laws seemed like a good idea. Now the family Christmas, yes, that was a good idea. Staying by the beach with a toddler though ... groan.
Even prior to getting on the plane I had the idea that my days would be spent outside reading long awaited novels, taking long ocean view walks and getting fit and toned while living on a diet of fresh fruit, salad and sunshine.
I also assumed the toddler would be so worn out by the days activities of running about the backyard area, visiting the park, playing inside with her new Christmas toys that she'd be asleep by 8pm and sleep well into the morning.
The reality has been far from this. Even after letting her stay up to watch Jaws last night (oh yes, she passes out alright then wakes up again just as we want to go to sleep to start her second round of partying) she wanted to dive head first into the treacherous beach and "swim with Jaws the shark".
And the apartment we're staying in, a great little place for a couple, is not exactly kid friendly. And by kid friendly I mean, indestructible.
Still, I shouldn't complain, should I?




Another reason why we wanted to extend our visit was because the Little One's aunt and uncle were expecting a baby and we wanted to be there for the occasion. Especially as it meant the two Toddler cousins could enjoy each others company while Nanny and Poppy took over while her mum and dad were at the hospital. Well, the little squirt arrived and although the two Girl Toddlers get along famously they have some brutal fights of late. The most notable today over a Swiper the Fox figurine.
Tomorrow I shall attempt to escape Cabin Fever by doing some much needed but dull shopping at Eastgardens and taking a long walk from Maroubra back to the apartment to work off some of the calories i've been consuming during the festive season (my festive season, though only 2 days long as far, has I swear made me gain about 5kgs. I am officially Not Young.)
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