Away to "the Farm"

Last week we went to stay with Matt's dad. We hadn't been to the farm for 2 years...definitely won't be waiting another 2 years to go back again.

It was great. Even though it took us 7 hours to get there (including 2 stops) the kids were great...no tears at all!! Once there we seemed to relax pretty much straight away. Time seemed to slow right down.

Sasha went out to feed the sheep every morning with her grandpa, had a ride in a tractor and in the side car of a motor bike. Alex got to crawl on the green grass (they can water the grass there) each day, while I lay in the shade. I did a bit of baking, a small amount of house work (swept the floor and washed dishes) and I even did a bit of knitting. It felt as though you could fit more into a day without time dragging!!

So come Friday it was time to come home. Sasha was not happy about that as she'd had such a great time!! The trip home was shorter (in time) as we only had to stop once...and again, the kids were really good. Phew!!

The next day, the kids and I went shopping. CRAZY!!! It was the day before Easter Sunday, and the day after Good Friday and every one was out! I felt so rushed, it was awful. We'd had such a lovely week and then I subjected ourselves to that...urgh! Driving home from the shops I couldn't help but start questioning, "what are we doing?" and "Is this sort of life healthy?".
We spend our time rushing about we don't stop to smell the roses, so to speak. Why is it that a change of scenery made all the difference? Or does it really? Is it just that we were on holidays?