After exactly two sleeps, I will be driving my son and I's butts over to Queenstown to pick up my husband's butt. Can not wait. It's "only" been 8 months.
Now what has begun is the 'surreal' feeling, where I don't know if my head will believe it's actually real until we're standing face to face. OH!
Check me out on instagram because some time on Saturday afternoon I will be doing the obligatory family-selfie to prove that it's for real.
Then, the other particularly important part of the story... we arrive in the US of A on the 26th of November (six sleeps).
|A watercolor by me, Hollymayb.|