Of course, we're regularly separated from each other - such is the reality of divorce - but this was the first time they've spent the entire school holidays away from me.
But now their Dad lives in Darwin, and we live in country Queensland, it made sense for them to spend more time with him in the Northern Territory, making the most of the expensive airfares Dad paid for, and seeing as much of the part of Australia he calls home now as possible.
And the kids had a ball.
They even flew there on their own - supervised by a Qantas employee each way - and I was so proud of the way they handled that. How they are growing up!
But while Chase and Harmonie were fishing, looking for crocodiles, and swimming underneath waterfalls, I was missing them terribly!
Before I became a mother, I never imagined just how much a person could miss their children. Clearly, I knew I'd love them and miss them when they weren't around, but I wasn't aware just how intense that invisible bond would be; that physical yearning to be with them when we were apart. Even though there is a lot to be said for 'me' time, not to mention sleeping in, there is always that feeling that something is missing when I am separated from those two small humans I helped to create.
(I can only imagine how hard it was for my own parents when I took off and gallivanted around the world without a care when I was younger.)
And so, as the countdown began for me to drive back to Brisbane to pick the kids up and bring them home, I felt myself getting ridiculously excited.
Remember that photo of the late Princess Diana rushing to meet her then young son William with her arms open wide and a huge smile on her face when they were reunited after an absence? That's how I felt. It was all I could do not to throw myself into their arms.
Instead, I tried to act cool and we remarked on all the changes we noticed about each other.
I swore they were both taller, and they both noticed I'd coloured my hair and had new glasses.
The three-hour drive home flew by as we chatted about their adventures and what I'd been up to while they had been away.
They had gone camping at the beautiful Litchfield National Park, and went swimming with freshwater crocs and huge barramundi. Lucy our chihauhua-pomeranian puppy had her stitches out. They went swimming at a wave pool. Hannah the prodigal cat had been found in Brisbane and brought home safely.
Unfortunately, the next morning meant back to school, but they seemed content enough to go back.
I missed our usual school holiday activities but I'm really glad the kids had a wonderful holiday just the same.
Readers, what do you do during the holidays?
Darwin-bound (Lucy stayed home ...)
Bye-bye for now
While the kids were away, Hannah cat came back to stay