We're two weeks in to a month without the kids. My parents took them on a road trip through Victoria and South Australia, and up to the Northern Territory. It's so quiet without them. I still find myself waking up and thinking that they're asleep in the other rooms. Or thinking that I hear them stirring in the middle of the night.
I rang the kids last night. Ben said he was looking forward to going out at night with grandad and a torch and ripping the heads off grasshoppers. Alice has a grasshopper plague (it's been ongoing for a while) and they're eating mum and dad's fruit trees and vege garden. Ben said it's fun. At night, they're immobile, and Ben and Andrew say they catch at least 50 each.