Packet arrives tomorrow. This is what Amy calls my Dad, Patrick. Mum has been in Melbourne all week doing her painting course and Amy and I have been fighting over bedtime, both for naps and at night. I am tired. Phew parenting can be hard work sometime.

I am not going to whinge however because Dad arrives tomorrow and Mum gets back on Saturday and we are having a party on Sunday for Amy and then Ron is off all next week and we are going to have adventures and go away and have fun.

So I have to apologise if I am not around here for the coming week or so. My camera (s) are still broken and I have no photos or brilliantly written posts just queued up waiting but I will be back with photos and stories soon enough.

Till then…..