Boyo has embarked on a huge adventure – his second school camp! We prepared, purchased, labelled, located and packed his gear over the weekend. I’m sure the three books he packed will come in very handy!
He started the day off with a special treat for breakfast – bacon and eggs. As you do.
Medicines handed to one teacher, cash handed to another, name ticked off the list, bag labelled with his cabin and one very excited Boyo is ready to go. We’ve packed as many things as possible in plastic bags in the hopes that he will utilise the plastic bags to put the dirty and / or wet (both probably) items back in his bag. But I’m not holding my breath in hope. I’m anticipating the wet towel and canoeing shoes chucked back on top of the clean clothes. He’ll be far too busy, of course!
I’ve packed him outfits comprising a t shirt, shorts, undies and socks for every day, all rolled up in a set so he can easily find them. I think the same t shirt was worn three days straight last year. One pair of Yoda PJs, one sheet and pillowcase, which I doubt will be used. He’s got a sleeping bag, after all. I’ve packed a toothbrush and toothpaste too, but he took great delight in telling me that he didn’t use them at all last year! No point bothering with a hairbrush. Obvs.
Raincoat, warm clothes, spare clothes, swimming gear, old shoes for water activities, even a puppy for bedtime cuddles – it’s all in there.
Many highly hyped children, all lined up as neatly as they can be, considering the levels of excitement. The sense of anticipation in the room!
A mama needs a little something to feed the soul when she’s a little sad, farewelling her little man. No one does sweet treats like Adriano Zumbo. Meet my berry brioche. It wasn’t a long relationship but it was sweet. Just quietly, best sourdough in town too, and the olive and rosemary sourdough? To die for.
Having only one child means that there’s an unexpected benefit to school camp. Date Nights! Last night, we were amazed at just how much time we had. We started the evening off with oysters, clams and crab & salmon roe lettuce “tacos” at The Morrison in the city, washed down by a lovely glass of Champagne. I do prefer it with a capital C. I also enjoyed a delicious deconstructed lemon raspberry cheesecake. Basically, delicious lemon ricotta mousse with candied lemon and freeze dried raspberries, sprinkled with a biscuit crumb. Oh, heavenly.
Next stop, Opera Bar. The Welshman rolled an El Toro burger, and I filled my tummy very happily with a couple of prawn and scallop dumplings, and a char siu steamed pork bun.
We sat on the banquette seating, watching the sun set over the bridge and the Opera House, as the moon came out to play early. The lights started twinkling on the buildings and in the sky and in our eyes. Ah, young love.
Our plans for the following night was to go and see a movie, but as is always the case, whenever we get the opportunity to see a movie without having to pay a babysitter, there is nothing on that we want to see. Think we might grab an early dinner then snuggle up on the sofa.
Can’t wait to give Boyo a huge cuddle when I see him again. He’s already requested a treat dinner to celebrate his return. Thank you very much, Easter Show showbag with your Oporto BOGOF voucher. Dinner’s on you!
Do you remember school camp? Have you sent your babies off to school camp? How much do you love date nights?