Home at last! Phew. It's not easy being a reusable food pouch. I mean there's no holiday for me. While The Smarts set off on their annual holiday to the sunny island of Menorca, I got squashed into the hand luggage. I survived the flight. Just. And that was no mean feat. Jamie and Sophie had so many toys to entertain them, I'm surprised they remembered their Little Green Pouches in all the excitement. But I had an important job to do : ensure Smart Junior and Juniorette were fully fed with a healthy snack to keep them going until we arrived at the resort. My frozen yoghurt and banana puree thawed out and the tots enjoyed their airborne snack.
My mission for the duration of the holiday was to provide the little Smarts with much needed hydration throughout their hot days by the pool or beach. And apart from an altercation with a slushy machine and a near miss one evening when Smart Senior thought a 'Harvey Wallbanger to go' might be a good idea, I achieved my mission. I did however spend my 2 weeks wrestling with factor 50, some oversized sunglasses and sand for a look at the much talked about sea view from Santo Tomas beach.
The Smarts are all home safely, after a fantastic time, to the grey skies of Scotland. And so am I. Bring on the apple and raspberry purees and my spot on the sofa for Jake and the Neverland Pirates...aaahh there's no place like home.