We packed up the car for a Sunday drive. A picnic with a side of adventure was the mission for the day.
We turned D's car seat around and he's pretty pleased to be able to see the world. Skip and I looked into the backseat wondering where all these kids came from.
We headed to Richmond to share some morning tea with the ducks, who I'm not sure will ever recover from their encounter with my enthusiastic kids.
We then headed up this mountain to Bilpin. Perfect on a crisp autumn day, blue skies framed with red and yellow leaves.
We took a bush walk through an eerie part of the national park, building up an appetite. We then threw the picnic rug down and ate and laughed until our cheeks hurt.
The girls were eager to go apple picking and thankfully there was one orchard still open for picking. We strolled through rows of trees in the sunshine in search of the perfect fruit. The girls perfected their picking technique and filled their basket with the crunchiest pink ladies and granny smiths.
Before long it was time to head home but we couldn't resist pulling into a roadside cafe for a quick Devonshire tea and apple pie.
Tired, but happy, the backseat was quiet all the way home, except for Lil declaring it was a "super-dooper fun day".
I'm solo parenting this week, so today was the perfect place to jump off from.