Sinéad Kennedy may love her gig on RTÉ’s Today, but the whole family is looking forward to the show breaking for the summer holidays.

The Cork woman has revealed that her daughter is particularly excited for the season to wrap up this year, as it means she will get to spend a lot more time with a very important person.

The family lives apart for much of the year, with Sinéad solo-parenting the kids on the weekdays, until her husband Conor Kirwan returns from Belgium each weekend. He works with the European Defence Agency in Brussels.

Presenter Sinead Kennedy and Conor Kirwan at People of The Year Awards 2014. Pic: VIPIRELAND.com
Presenter Sinead Kennedy and Conor Kirwan at People of The Year Awards 2014. Pic: VIPIRELAND.com

Summer means less back and forth for the family of four, as they spend all of their time together in Brussels. This year, the trip can’t come quick enough for Sinéad and Conor’s eldest child, Indie.

Sinéad explained that the five-year-old is now at an age where time with her dad is invaluable, telling the Irish Examiner: ‘She’s mad about her dad, and she’s old enough now to be looking forward to the time we have together in the summer.’

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Pic: Sinead Kennedy/Instagram

While the presenter ‘thrives in the chaos’ of the lifestyle that the couple and their two kids, Indie and Theo, lead, she confessed that living ‘that normal family life is so exciting for us.’

‘We’re so present. I just get to immerse myself in being a mom. Sitting in the sun, watching them play in the sandpit in the back garden, it’s heaven. That’s all I need,’ she told the outlet.

Sinead Kennedy's babymoon with her family
Conor and Indie enjoying some autumn sunshine in Kerry. Pic: Sinead Kennedy/Instagram

Sinéad explained that she doesn’t need a fancy holiday, or even to get up to anything particularly exciting whilst in Belgium. Just being there with her family is all she wants.

‘You can’t pour from an empty cup, and once we’re all together in Brussels, my cup runneth over. Throw in a bit of sun, and I’m happy out.’