A week ago when my usually surefooted four-year-old swung off the rigging of our catamaran and slammed into the bridgedeck window, my panic spiked as I rummaged through the blood pouring out of her..... . .
Dave and I kickstarted our ‘camping with kids’ foray in ambitious style, taking our four-week-old newborn on a five month-long assignment for Australian Geographic back in 2012. Blissfully ignorant..... . .
I sometimes set out for a day with my daughter hauling so much stuff that I swear my partner thinks I’m leaving him: great, bulging bags crammed with library books and lunch boxes, swimming gear and..... . .