Tress and I were in Canberra from Thursday to Sunday. We left home around 9.30am on Thursday, and after dropping off the little guy at Heather’s, headed to Tullamarine and hopped onto a Rex flight. Not however, before a bit of drama. We had parked at the value car park and took the shuttle to the terminal and were heading up onto the departure lounge before I realised I left my body pouch in the car. It had my kindle, water bottle and the house key so it was worth the while to make a mad dash back to the carpark and retrieve it. Take two on the escalator and soon we were on board, headed up to the capital city.
We got in a bit before 2pm, and to our pleasant surprise, that little sweet pea took to us like we had never left, although it had been just shy of two months since we were there last.
The birthday was on the next day but the party was on Saturday, in a park not far from Kiddo and Mic’s home. It was a lovely party, with the kids enjoying themselves and the adults catching up on a cool and sunny morning in a beautiful park. The birthday girl had a colourful The Wiggles themed cake, which took centre stage when pics were taken.
Later that evening, we headed to Woden for a bite to eat in a Ramen place, as a pub we wanted to go to was swamped by fans of the Canberra Raiders, who had just won a game. The Ramen place was a good alternative – a lot more serene and the food was good.
We left on Sunday arvo, after visiting the Southside Bible Church. We took the 2.15pm flight, picked up the little fellow from Heather’s, and came home feeling very grateful. It has been a wonderful year of seeing a beautiful girl born and grown. I saw in Tress’ face, the joy and satisfaction of being with that amazing human being that is our granddaughter. It is a a level of joy and satisfaction that surpasses most of our current experiences. Seeing Kiddo, Mic and that little sweet pea always makes me think about whether there are enough factors that make remaining in Melbourne a more attractive option. For now, it is the settled cadence and familiarity. Melbourne is, for whatever reason, home. For now. There is more to process. Writing about that will need to happen another time.
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