I love the beach in the winter and Sydney is a haven for children with beaches so close to the City.  I decided a bit spur of the moment to pack up the kids and head to Manly for a couple of nights.  It was my first holiday alone with the little ones.  They packed their backpacks, we loaded up the double pram and off we went.  Two ferries and 90 minutes later we arrived.  And it was brilliant!  While a holiday with kids is not exactly relaxing, there is definitely something about the break in routine and absence of domestic chores that makes me see my kids in a whole new light.  I paid closer attention to their conversations, played silly games and noticed little things that somehow get lost in our everyday.  We loved it.  They can’t wait to go back and neither can I.  Next time we’ll take Ahpa (Daddy) as he was dearly missed. Hear are a few snaps from our 48 hours in iconic Manly.

I’d love to capture your Sydney adventure. Let’s make a date to get together.