We got back from a busy but blessed time in Sydney for Hillsong conference this week. Conference was a delightful mess of jet lag, nap times, empowering speakers and beautiful music. We finished the week off by staying with Husband’s parents in a busy Sydney city street filled with incredible cafes, boutiques and markets. It was tough to leave! The flight between Perth and Kununurra was painfully slow. A combination of a wasted coffee left at the airport, Little Boy extremely overdue for a sleep but amped up on junk food and the disappointment of the final destination was a little too much to handle. I cried. A lot.
When we arrived back in Turkey Creek we were blessed with a visit from Marty’s brother, sister-in-law and sweet niece. We laughed and ate and drank (water for me) with them for 3 nights and were sad again to see them leave for the next leg of their journey.
Today more tears were shed as our 9 little grandbabies (puppies) were taken to Spotty’s (apparent) owner’s house. Having the puppies here was like having 9 little rays of sunshine (or maybe cool breezes!). They’re not weaned yet, so hopefully Spotty gets the memo that her puppies are in a new home across the road.
Below are a few pictures of us all in Sydney. Note Little Boy’s cute winter clothes courtesy of Uncle and Aunty. The last two photos are here in Turkey Creek.