I'd made plans with Kelley, the mum of Chloe, who is also starting Prep next year, to go on a day trip over to the Redcliffe lagoon for a swim and a picnic. Despite it raining overnight, and it being overcast in the morning, I was confident we could still make a good day of it.
Then Zoe threw up rather spectacularly before breakfast. At least she had the decency to do it in the kitchen on the tiles, so it was easy to clean up.
At that stage, I wasn't sure if it was a gastro bug or what, so I canceled the play date to be on the safe side. Zoe kept breakfast down, and after doing a bit of craft (we made a really awesome little castle out of a tissue box and some toilet rolls), I decided it was okay to venture out.
Zoe's Kindergarten is doing some sort of Christmas production, and she was asked to provide a plain green t-shirt for it. Big W was apparently selling such t-shirts for the bargain price of $3, so I thought we might as well head out there. Zoe was keen to take a bus. We've never tried a multiple bus excursion before, but I figured it would be a good way to pass the day. There was a bus due in 10 minutes of hatching this plan, so we hastily headed out the door.
We took the usual city-bound 230 bus from Hawthorne, and had to change for a Carindale-bound bus at Woolloongabba, which struck me as a really inefficient way to travel, but it was what Google Maps said to do, so we did it. On the bus to Carindale, my friend Steve called me up because he had an hour to kill, and we arranged to meet up at Carindale for a coffee.
By the time we got there it was pretty much time for an early lunch, so we grabbed some lunch in the Glasshouse precinct of Westfield and Zoe had a play in the play area. I also tried out the selfie stick I'd picked up a few weeks ago. Zoe thought it was pretty cool.
After Steve departed, we bought the t-shirt, and headed back to the buses. It was nice to just wander around Carindale without a particular agenda for a change.
Having been the first time we'd traveled to Carindale by bus, we got on the 204 bus going in the wrong direction, and I didn't realise until we reached the end of the line. We had a brief wait for the next bus to leave going back the right way. I had a bit of a chat with the bus driver, who had a granddaughter about Zoe's age. I learned that 6 bus drivers a week get bashed, which seems rather dreadful. I also learned that they've been told it causes less fuss to just let passengers travel with a Go card with insufficient credit, so I'm not sure why I'm bothering to auto top up mine.
With the unplanned extra delay, we got home running late for swim class, so we drove to swim class, and Zoe had her swimming lesson.
After a brief side trip to the Hawthorne Garage to grab some stuff for dinner, we headed home, and Zoe watched a bit of TV while I put dinner on.
Bedtime was nice and uneventful.