That's not to say I don't love him all year round, but I particularly love the husband I get when we go on holidays, the one that emerges when we really relax and get away from it all.
You see we've just come back from three glorious weeks away, lost in the wilds of one of our favourite destinations, Tasmania. And it was awesome.
The holiday itself was great, we got to do and see some amazing things and Matilda has been to some of the most precious places in the world.
But as usual the best bit was family.
My husband commutes, like so many of the people that live here on the Coast, so its a very long day for him. Alarm goes off at what I would call stupid o'clock, he walks out the door not long after - around 5.30am and walks back in the door just after six each night.
The working day is a fairly standard one, but the extra three or so hours of travel, and six different trains a day make it quite a challenge.
During the winter months this means there is often very little sunshine to be had as it is dark when he leaves and again when he returns.
Since the addition of Matilda into our little family our nights can be, as many can imagine, a little hectic. Bath time is Daddy time as that is one of the few precious moments they can stop and hang out together on a weekday. But by the time the Matilda's dinner, bath, story and bedtime are complete, not to mention squeezing in our dinner and making lunches for the next day we often flop onto the lounge for a quick cuppa and catch up before crawling into bed exhausted and ready to do it all over again tomorrow.
This, as you can well imagine, can be exhausting for everyone involved.
So when we get away from it all the real, fun loving version of my husband emerges. And its great!
While we were away we danced like idiots in our friends kitchen while Matilda and the dogs watched on, we sang our way though a thousand daggy songs, we laughed and stayed up way too late, we went on picnics and spent the days exploring the amazing places Tassie has to offer and we had the best time.
So, that's why I love my holiday husband.
For all of those interested in our Tassie trip, I will post a little more on that another day - in the meantime I am going to share a few of my favourite Daddy / daughter pics form our trip, just because I can :)
But as usual the best bit was family.
My husband commutes, like so many of the people that live here on the Coast, so its a very long day for him. Alarm goes off at what I would call stupid o'clock, he walks out the door not long after - around 5.30am and walks back in the door just after six each night.
The working day is a fairly standard one, but the extra three or so hours of travel, and six different trains a day make it quite a challenge.
During the winter months this means there is often very little sunshine to be had as it is dark when he leaves and again when he returns.
Since the addition of Matilda into our little family our nights can be, as many can imagine, a little hectic. Bath time is Daddy time as that is one of the few precious moments they can stop and hang out together on a weekday. But by the time the Matilda's dinner, bath, story and bedtime are complete, not to mention squeezing in our dinner and making lunches for the next day we often flop onto the lounge for a quick cuppa and catch up before crawling into bed exhausted and ready to do it all over again tomorrow.
This, as you can well imagine, can be exhausting for everyone involved.
So when we get away from it all the real, fun loving version of my husband emerges. And its great!
While we were away we danced like idiots in our friends kitchen while Matilda and the dogs watched on, we sang our way though a thousand daggy songs, we laughed and stayed up way too late, we went on picnics and spent the days exploring the amazing places Tassie has to offer and we had the best time.
So, that's why I love my holiday husband.
For all of those interested in our Tassie trip, I will post a little more on that another day - in the meantime I am going to share a few of my favourite Daddy / daughter pics form our trip, just because I can :)
Now that is a wonderful husband and father. What one might call: A Keeper.
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