An Unexpected Parenting Challenge
The remainder of the journey was uneventful. Judith Too behaved in a fashion that left Judith, the original, wanting. The only slight mishap being the gear knob falling off on a tight roundabout: no bother, Paul lobbed it onto the passenger seat and we cracked on. It is, you will be pleased to know, now reattached.
So we have pitched. It is muddy, my child has turned delightfully feral, my dogs have adopted the upside down position and we are surrounded by some stunning vistas.
Not all delightful. During the first evening here I have experienced possibly the most challenging parenting scenario yet. Now what is this scenario, I hear you say? Well, it was showering in a small campsite cubicle with a toddler, only a few pegs on the back of the door to hang dry clothes, Edward spraying water everywhere, complaining about the water in his eyes, I'm trying desperately to keep our clean clothes dry, before the toddler declares he needs a poo-poo. Now to the shocked fellow camper who saw entirely too much of my body, I apologise. Keeping myself wrapped in a towel which was somewhat too small, whilst preventing a toddler pooing in the middle of the floor on the dash from shower cubicle to toilet cubicle was just too much juggling after a 4.5hr drive. I am sorry. Incidentally, if you're wondering, it wasn't a poo he needed, it was a wee and at home, he usually just delights in doing them in the shower.
Edward is now in bed and Paul and I have cracked open a bottle of fizz. Here's to very very many happy holidays in Judith Too.
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