A little surprise!

Last Saturday at 3.30am, Soldier and I dragged our tired bodies out of bed, packed the car with a suitcase and two small, sleepy children and drove to the airport. We were on our way to surprise my Mum who had just has a significant birthday - you know, one that ends in a zero.

I love surprising people! I get such a kick out of it. My Mum is my favourite person to surprise though, because she reacts so well, and is so very happy and grateful to see us.

Little Sister and I had decided to throw her a surprise party. Mum doesn't like us to make a fuss so we decided to make it small barbeque. There were about twenty people freezing their butts off in the North Queensland winter on my parents back deck. I truely think that it was warmer at home in Sydney on Saturday night.

We had such a good night and I think that everyone who made it did too.

We stayed for the weekend and flew home on Monday evening. Unfortunately our children were those children on the flights home. You know the ones who disrupt the entire plane. They were the ones who were screaming and fighting with their siblings, the one who were kicking the seat in front of them, the ones throwing their toys and refusing to sleep, and Soldier and I were the frazzled parents trying to make them behave.

After the flight from hell, we boarded the bus to the long term car park to collect our car. I was certain I knew where we had parked it. We hopped off the bus and strode purposefully towards where we thought the car was, only to find that it wasn't there. Then ensued some general wandering about and the thought that our car had been stolen.

After about fifteen minutes of this craziness, Soldier had the bright idea to get out the keys and start pushing the button to unlock to doors. More general wandering occurred and finally we spotted the indicators flashing at us. We were only off by about 8 rows.

Aren't we silly?