Guess what? We went back to the Royal Botanic Gardens last Sunday!
Our friends were away for the weekend and lent us their car, so we thought, why not go to the city again! And the hubby wanted to do a picnic, so we cooked spaghetti bolognese, bundled everything and everyone, and off we went.
The hubby and I decided to visit a church that is quite a distance from where we live. We had to take a taxi and spend big bucks for that 30-minute ride (and then the ride back too). The church service was in the middle of Amy’s nap time, so we had to wake her up. And hell has no fury than a child awakened prematurely from her nap. And a hungry one at that.
Blogging has always been an important creative outlet for me, as I get to express myself, practise my writing, play around with photography and basically have a space to think and be creative. This is also a place for me to write down important thoughts or happenings in my life, so that the memories can be immortalised. Well, sort of.
One of the things that excite us about Melbourne is the outdoor life. Even before we moved here, the hubby and I were talking about going to Melbourne parks every other weekend. So last weekend, we made a visit to the Royal Botanic Gardens Victoria, specifically for the Ian Potter Foundation Children’s Garden.
Even as I am typing this, she is in the midst of annoying me by kicking her toys everywhere. And she is doing it on purpose because she is staring at me with that smug face and announcing to me “Amy is kicking the playground. Amy is kicking the Peppa Pig playground mama.”