While Daddy is away...

James spent Friday night and Saturday of last week in the Barossa for work (insert coughing snorting sound and a roll of the eyes here - lots of red wine and golf me thinks LOL)  Anyway, for the first time in a long time I was solo parenting.  I feel incredibly blessed to have a husband that works close to home and only has one night meeting once a month.  On the nights/times when he isn't around I find that it is best to slow our pace and let the day/night unfold in its own way.  Tea is sometimes unconventional.  Bath time usually involves bubbles and deep water and ALL of us crammed in the tub.  Sometimes there is even splashing and driplets of water on the walls and ceiling.  And if I snuggle and cuddle and read and reread a little longer then it is all okay.

Saturday morning unfolded with Hannah's favourite breakfast - pancakes and because I just cannot put down Molly Wisenberg's achingly beautiful book "A Homemade Life" we tried her pancake recipe (subsitituting buttermilk for regular milk and a teaspoon of vinegar, and buck wheat flour for regular)  The result were the best pancakes I have ever eaten.  Hannah had 7!  How do you like your pancakes?  We load up the table with cream and maple syrup and golden syrup and honey and jam and sugar and lemon and everyone picks and chooses their own combinations. 

So you see, I think the solo parent thing was okay as a change.  Wouldn't want to make a habit of it though!