We've had fun, sun, laughter and games, and enough bickering between 4 kids and their parents to prove that school is actually not such a bad idea. We have gladly abandoned tired term-time routines and welcomed the best weather (just like summers of my own childhood) with picnics and playtime, walking friends' dogs in the woods, and playing tennis until we got so hot only a swim will do.
We've zipped on the Eurostar to Paris where Notre Dame birds pecked bread from No 2's head, and we adults faced down child mutiny at the Eiffel Tower when we told them the queue was too long to join (vive les glaces au chocolat et le batobus!). We've strolled along the Seine, marveled at the "Poppadum" Centre (Centre Pompidou), and No 3 shocked herself with accidental (or were they?) big sips of vin blanc.
We have barbecued zizzling sausages, got sticky with melting ice creams, and camped with cousins in their back garden - the boys' bravado giving way to bed-hopping when it got too cold and pitch-black scary (the girls and littlest sleeping like troopers).
More fun is to come (together with more bickering too). Lots of time left for getting tired and scratchy from no proper bedtime routines, and lazing in the sun to recover. Camping, birthdays, visits with family and friends, and sitting with a drink in the evening sun of a pub garden yet to be enjoyed. A necessary blind eye is being cast to the complete chaos of the household, and so far relative sanity reigns, but we shall see..... still another 4 weeks to go!