We left just after Max's 6am feed to get the most of the day down there. After a pretty good trip and just one stop for a feed for Max we got to the house that was to be home for the next couple of days. It was a cool little bungalow that everything you needed really. It had 2 decent bedrooms and a sleep out area that had 3 sets of bunks. A undercover area outside with a big table and chairs and a very cool 4 burner hooded BBQ. I have never used one of these monsters before and it made a convert out of me.
Max was a bit grizzly after not sleeping the best in the car as he was too busy giving cute looks to Jo. We put Max in the pram and went for a walk over the bridge to the south side of town about 10-15 mins away to the fish co-op. It was pretty cool as they only have what is fresh off the trawlers that day. So we got some locally cooked prawns and a snapper for dinner. Poor Jo was doing laps outside with a almost asleep Max.
I could go on and on about the food and what a joy it was to cook with such fresh, good and cheap ingredients. But I have already been made fun of in the comments because of me always mentioning food when this blog is about the boy and not his father's gastronomic adventures.
Max coped pretty well with the whole being on the road and having to have showers instead of a bath. He hasn't screamed in the shower yet and we get the water over his face and everything. He is a brave little man that Max.
Max enjoyed lots of walks around town and went to the beach twice. The first time was for a walk and we have some cute pics of Max putting his feet on the sand and touching the ocean. But it was a windy cool day so we didn't take him for a swim just yet.
The next day we prepared Max for a big adventure his first swim. We did something brave or stupid for parents of a 10 week old we took his nappy off and put his togs on and then dipped him from head to toe in special bubba sunscreen. Max has acquired his father's colouring and is turning into a bit of a ginga!! He quite liked this process as I think he thought he was getting a massage. We drove down to the park near the river and Max did well not to befoul himself or the car seat (he was sitting on a plastic bag to save wrecking the seat). We got him down to the water and immersed him in a few times which he quite liked. The only problem when you do this to a sun screened baby is they get as slippery as a greased pig. Jo and I took turns putting Max in the water. He was very patient and didn't cry. it was his first time in cold water so we didn't know how he would go. But he did super. The water was a little too cold for his parents so after getting evidence of his first swim on video and stills camera we bolted with our mission accomplished.
We took Max down to the RSL for dinner and he had a wonderful time as he stayed asleep the whole time. Jo and I thought this was brilliant and had a wonderful time. For the record I had a ok mixed grill and Jo had the chicken parmiagana which she rated as pretty good.
On Saturday morning we drove back to Brisneyland and straight back to work and life as normal.
Max was a bit grizzly after not sleeping the best in the car as he was too busy giving cute looks to Jo. We put Max in the pram and went for a walk over the bridge to the south side of town about 10-15 mins away to the fish co-op. It was pretty cool as they only have what is fresh off the trawlers that day. So we got some locally cooked prawns and a snapper for dinner. Poor Jo was doing laps outside with a almost asleep Max.
I could go on and on about the food and what a joy it was to cook with such fresh, good and cheap ingredients. But I have already been made fun of in the comments because of me always mentioning food when this blog is about the boy and not his father's gastronomic adventures.
Max coped pretty well with the whole being on the road and having to have showers instead of a bath. He hasn't screamed in the shower yet and we get the water over his face and everything. He is a brave little man that Max.
Max enjoyed lots of walks around town and went to the beach twice. The first time was for a walk and we have some cute pics of Max putting his feet on the sand and touching the ocean. But it was a windy cool day so we didn't take him for a swim just yet.
The next day we prepared Max for a big adventure his first swim. We did something brave or stupid for parents of a 10 week old we took his nappy off and put his togs on and then dipped him from head to toe in special bubba sunscreen. Max has acquired his father's colouring and is turning into a bit of a ginga!! He quite liked this process as I think he thought he was getting a massage. We drove down to the park near the river and Max did well not to befoul himself or the car seat (he was sitting on a plastic bag to save wrecking the seat). We got him down to the water and immersed him in a few times which he quite liked. The only problem when you do this to a sun screened baby is they get as slippery as a greased pig. Jo and I took turns putting Max in the water. He was very patient and didn't cry. it was his first time in cold water so we didn't know how he would go. But he did super. The water was a little too cold for his parents so after getting evidence of his first swim on video and stills camera we bolted with our mission accomplished.
We took Max down to the RSL for dinner and he had a wonderful time as he stayed asleep the whole time. Jo and I thought this was brilliant and had a wonderful time. For the record I had a ok mixed grill and Jo had the chicken parmiagana which she rated as pretty good.
On Saturday morning we drove back to Brisneyland and straight back to work and life as normal.
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