A Day Out At Rocket Ropes
This activity is not for the faint of heart or, as it turns out, for the 40-something year old mum of three who is still recovering from a knee reconstruction.
This activity is not for the faint of heart or, as it turns out, for the 40-something year old mum of three who is still recovering from a knee reconstruction.
Once you’ve come clean, how do you stop them spoiling the magic for their younger siblings?
So here’s what’s going to happen next. I won’t be rescuing my family any more. Not out of spite. Not to get back at them. But to teach them how to rescue themselves.
Now, my kids are fairly experienced travellers. They’ve packed for camps, weekends away, ski trips and trips around the world. So I thought I’d give them a go at packing their own daypacks for Splore. What could possibly go wrong.
“One day”, I told Miss almost-12, “you’ll tell your friends how cool your parents were taking you to a music festival” to which she responded with the ultimate in tweenagese – the *sigh* *eyeroll* combo.
Once you confirm Santa isn’t in fact real, they’ll start questioning everything else. The Easter Bunny? The Tooth Fairy? Oh where do the lies end.