Like all holidays, it went too fast. There was missing shoes and lost entry cards into a theme park, a flat tyre, the kids winged more times than we care to remember and there was one trip to the local doctors. It also took us one hour to lug the bags and overtired kids from the terminal to the car on the way home...

But more memorably, goggles were called gaggles which lead to giggles, our little daredevil forced us to go on ALL the roller coasters where her height allowed, we won best family dancers at the kids club disco, Holly magically found us and entertained the kids every morning, and we swam, laughed, played and listened to the kids Christmas lists which changed every day. It was the best. 

And just to show that I was there and not just behind the camera…I’ve included my new favourite photo of the kids and I taken by my wonderfully talented husband who tells me he’ll me opening his own instagram account called ‘I take better photos than my wife' very soon! No doubt he'll ask me to set up the camera up and edit the photos then too...  ;)