There are so many different kinds of holiday as you’ll probably get to realise. There are busy overseas ones where you try and get in as much sightseeing as possible, there are ones at home with series catch-ups and springcleans, and then there are chilled local holidays in a gorgeous spot where the toughest decisions of the day are what to eat, what book to download on Kindle, and which Lego to start building (in your case).
We recently had the latter and five books, lots of Trivial Pursuit and 30 Seconds games, some G&Ts, and daily runs at sea-level later, I can say we had a blast. Add some great company, and being surrounded by more love, kindness and generosity than I ever could have hoped for and expected, and this break was one of the highlights of our year.
You spent your days going on boat rides, swimming, trying to catch fish, building all the Lego you received as gifts, playing on your iPad, and simply being a delight. Am I still allowed to feel proud that you’re a decent little dude, with manners, consideration and compassion? It’s not pride in the way that I’m taking credit for it, but rather I’m just really happy that you’re a kind soul, and I’m proud for you, if that makes sense.
Another thing I’m proud of is how composed I was when “Father Christmas” arrived on the canal, dishing out presents that had been given to him the day before for delivery. In a well-executed move, Andrew’s parents organised gifts for us to be delivered via Father Christmas. While this is naturally exciting for kids, imagine the excitement of this 30-something Jewish gal who has never really engaged with or written letters to Santa. It was fun, and I’m so glad Father Christmas really does exist (just kidding, kinda).
Thanks for being so awesome on the holiday, and even though you didn’t catch a fish, we did capture a whole lot of good times and memories, which will hopefully propel us well into the new year.
Yours in a fading tan but a strong smile,
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