I just love going on holiday. Who doesn’t? For one or two weeks in a year, it’s a chance to forget about the everyday and just have a bit of fun. I have so many happy holiday memories. Childhood summers spent in a Caravan, spending my evenings partying in the Haven kids club. Teenage summers spent drinking my weight in cocktails on some Greek Island. All have given me memories I’ll never forget.
Holidays now have changed somewhat since my pre children days. It’s probably (definitely) no longer acceptable for me to partake in drinking competitions which take place on the sticky floor of some random bar. I’m not sure I’d even want to any more. But hey, it was fun at the time. I can still remember the taste of the sickly sweet cocktail, burning my throat as it made it’s way down. I can still remember squealing when I realised to boys were going to beat us and finish their drinks first. I can still remember the amazing night with my best friends that followed. I can still remember the sore head I had the next day, as much as I wish I could forget that! All of those memories come flooding back when I look at this photo.
Of course, now that I’m a parent holidays are very different. Now, it’s all about having fun with the family, and making the most of our time together. I’ve swapped cocktails for campfires and I love it.
Last year we went camping, and it was the highlight of our summer. There’s something so refreshing about some time in the great outdoors. Honestly, waking up in the morning and opening the tent to fresh air is such a nice feeling. In fact, just being outdoors in general feels good, and we had a brilliant time. The best thing about holidays with your children is seeing their little faces light up as they experience new things. It’s knowing that you are creating memories that they will hold with them forever. That is pretty special really.
We made some pretty awesome memories on our camping holiday. Caitlin climbed her first big tree, fell in the stream, almost got knocked out by some rouge exercise equipment. Neil thought he was Jesus and tried to walk on water. We met an ice-cream man who could read our minds, we ate pizza in the fairy glen, we explored Narnia… we have all of those fantastic memories for one short trip.
Looking through our holiday photos bring all of those memories flooding back. That’s one of the wonderful things about photos, isn’t it? I’m thinking of preserving our memories in one of these Truprint custom photo books. I love the idea of a photo book. It’s a little bit different than the standard album.
I can’t wait to make more special family memories this summer holiday!
What are your favourite holiday moments? Do you prefer holidays pre kids or holidays with your kids?