We’re back from a well deserved, much needed holiday!
Christmas with littles in the house is too much fun. The excitement around Santa and presents and all the festivities is 100 times more fun when there are children around.
We took Bailey to Uncle Paul’s Christmas Party at Groot Constantia – such memories of my childhood and so special to share it with her. There were loads of classic ‘Bailey-isms’ this holiday, at Uncle Paul’s when the fairy was ‘flying’ through the trees (it’s just a light on a string), she said to me, ‘Mama, where’s her body?!’
Christmas Eve dinner at ours with family. Quite a spread hey?
Christmas morning. Present mayhem. We spent a good part of the day on the beach, Robert crawled all the way to the water, no fear.
On Boxing Day we headed up to the Klein Karoo to visit our farm at Moose Valley, we don’t have a house yet so we stayed at Rooiberg Lodge nearby. It’s heaven there – blankets of stars at night, deafening silence (except for our kids and dogs). The first thing Bailey said when we walked into our chalet, with a very perplexed look on her face, was: ‘Where’s the TV?!’ (city kid this one).
Then we headed down to Swellendam to stay in a cottage at Wildebraam Berry Estate for a few days. More rustic than we’re used to, but it was good for us to get back to basics. John-Louis knows how to make any place in the world cosy, thank God.
Rustic meant horses literally five steps from our front door. We fed them carrots and petted them every day.
Outdoor baths are awesome. He also had his first shower and loved it.
Splashing all afternoon. The only way to survive the heat.
Breakfast at Oppi Stoep Cafe. The high chair only came in one colour…
Family selfie on the two-hour tractor ride. Although it was sweltering hot and a bit long for the littles, it was worth the experience. We picked blueberries and blackberries (and someone ate them too), got to see beautiful views of the Hermitage Valley and spent the rest of the day swimming in the pool. We thought Bailey would crash into bed that night but instead she said, ‘Do you want to know a sad story? The birds are too loud and they won’t let me sleep!’ (Like I said, city kid this one).
The best part of our holiday was that Summer was still around to experience it with us. When we found out in September that Summer has lymphatic cancer we certainly didn’t think she’d make it this far. Right now we’re calling every day we get to spend with her a ‘bonus’ day.
All in all, the perfect way to end an insanely hectic year!