What does one do when your lovely wife has gone off on a very well deserved weekend break with all her mates? Well this is what we did…
Friday night kicked it all off with a rather nice macaroni cheese. I’m a firm believer that Macaroni Cheese should have bacon in it. Unless you’re a vegesaurus of course. The kids also subscribe to this bacon theory and wolfed the lot in double quick time.
Saturday was spent getting ready to go out (an activity which is worthy of mention in it’s own right because it takes so long) going swimming at a nearby pool and then going cycling and scooting at Onepoto Reserve which is just before the Onewa Road motorway on-ramp. The swimming was great fun and Emily showed me what she’d learned at her classes whilst Lucy just decided to lay on a big frog shaped float and be towed around for an hour.
Onepoto Reserve is amazing. The paths are all laid out like mini-roads with road markings and roundabouts and other exciting embellishments. It’s all on a reasonably small circuit in a safe location so kids can go whizzing around the place, practicing their road skills – or at least that’s the idea. What the designers fail to have realised is that you aren’t just born with an understanding of how to drive on a road. You have to go through a series of lessons and then it is enforced. In reality what happens is, kids go all directions and the accepted method of avoiding a crash is to bellow at the top of your voice “Out of my way I’m coming through!” Still a nice idea and lots of fun!
Saturday night I cleaned the oven door. This has to be one of my favourite household chores. Highly infrequent, low expenditure of energy and massively satisfying results…
Sunday we headed up north of Auckland to the Whangapaoroa Peninsula (pronounced something like fong-uh-par-o-uh… I think) to a regional park called Shakespear Park. On the way I tried to explain to Emily about when Shakespeare was alive and the lack of electricity and therefore cinemas, so people had to go and watch plays instead. This resulted in a ten minute conversation whilst Emily listed off the things she couldn’t believe you could live without i.e. tv, computers, email, telephones etc. She seemed quite disturbed that if you wanted to talk to someone far away you had to write a letter and wait days for it to arrive.
Finally it was time to pick up Mummy from the ferry terminal. Luckily we arrived just early enough to have a sneaky ice cream before the boat arrived.