Went camping on the weekend, hi ho hi ho hi ho...

Twas much fun.
Headed down to Hindmarsh Island for the first trip out in the caravan. Set the annex up for the first time too.

It was good! The weather held out, we learnt a few things about camping with caravans (like, you really DON"T need all that bedding - 4 people in one small caravan makes it HOT!) and we tripped around Goolwa and surrounds, while I practised a back cross carry with my Storchenwiege and a 4.5 yr old.

I felt all accomplished, at being the one who drove the car and van down there with just the boys. OK, so I got someone else to reverse the van into the parking space, but other than that, I did good!

I also felt reasonably accomplished about only requiring a small amount of help to get the annex up despite having a constantly wailing 3 yr old on my back in said sling.

THe other half came down on the Saturday night, so I was camping solo for 24 hours.

Then, of course, Rory and I both came down with some icky lurgy thing.
Rory got a lovely temp, which we borrowed some children's nurofen from our fellow campers for - and of course he threw it up all over the bed 20 mins later. It's been so long since I last gave him that sort of thing that I forgot he gets sick with it.

Of course Hindmarsh Island isn't in the middle of nowhere, so I bought some homeopathic goodies and we were set for a snotty miserable last few days.

But still - wouldn't miss it for the world!