A short visit to Sydney, visiting and staying with my family, was the perfect way to head into this season of holiday celebration. There was (lots) of christmas shopping, catching up over coffee, kids spending time with the grandparents, more christmas shopping, and a drive out late one night to look at the incredible display of christmas lights in a local neighbourhood. I even managed to find myself some lovely new skirts from Tree of Life while I was shopping. Christmas present to me? Yup. I think my parents were (not so) secretly horrified by all the shopping I was doing, but I was trying to stuff six months worth of shopping into a span of three days. I could probably have done without a day or two, but I just got into this panic mode of ahhhh there are no shops in Tamworth that I like when will I shop again? AHHHHH! and had to keep going back.
I kind of love and miss how busy Sydney is, but at the same time, I am SOOOO glad to be home to our relatively quiet town. Just in time to spend the night wrapping presents and preparing like crazycakes for tomorrow. I can’t believe it’s already Christmas Eve… snuck up quick.
My grandfather (Papa) with Lilly, both knitting in their own way after a family christmas brunch one morning. One of my most cherished memories from childhood is watching Papa and Nan sitting together in the evenings, each working on some kind of knitting project. My grandfather is probably the most incredible man I know. There is so much I could say about his faith and his character but I lack the right words to say it. I love him.
We enjoyed lots and lots and lots of coffee. If you are ever in the Campbelltown area, I highly recommend my friends little cafe, Crave Espresso. Dan makes the smoothest lattes that even my husband, who is not a huge coffee fan, goes crazy for. His spiders are pretty awesome too according to my kids.
I tried to take a few photos of Piper on her last day of being 10 months old. Pretty much a failure. Sweltering hot and so disgustingly humid, and yet glary and overcast afternoon with a tired baby close to dinner time doesn’t really lend itself to success. I did capture a few cute shots, but nothing that I hoped for.
I settled for having Matt take a few of me and Piper together instead, completely forgetting how hot and sweaty and gross I looked after dragging a chair and my big camera bag through the bush to find a little spot to take her photos in. I love them anyway.