It’s time to load up the family truckster and head on a little vacation. We are off to the my parents place for a few days for the first time since the expansion of the family unit from 3 to 4.

With the anticipation of the toddler Little Miss and the complete unawareness of baby Usurper there is also the anxiety of the parental units of Wife and I.

Sure we are excited about getting away even if it is only for a few days. We are like excited school kids, giddy with the thought of being able to handball the kids to Nanny and Pa for a few hours while we do something grown up. There has even been rumours of going out and eating somewhere that doesn’t have a children’s menu!

But excitement is tinged with a fear, the fear of the unknown as to how the kids with travel? Will they sleep well at our destination? Will Little Miss be comfortable using the toilet at Nanny and Pa’s? (She can still be a little precious about such things - she is such a delicate little flower at times).

Will there be acceptable food? Will Little Miss smash her way through all the breakables in the house while doing her ‘exercises’? (This is what she calls it when she is jumping off a table or doing a somersault of the couch). Will they get sick in the new environment or eaten at the open range zoo?

So much could go wrong, but I am hoping more of it will go right than wrong and we will have a fun little trip. Of course the whole thing will be spoilt by the wedding that is the main purpose of the trip, there is nothing surer than I will embarrass myself when surround by nothing but adults - and there is no way that I will be able to win them over with my jangly car keys like I can the kids. But give me a couple of drinks and I will certainly try.