We went to a country park by the sea for the afternoon, which may not have been the best idea for a slightly chilling October day!
The kids had a great time despite a little afternoon tiredness moaning. We started by heading straight down to the stone covered beach. I am not a lover of sand, and its ability to get into every nook and cranny, so a stoney beach is my idea of heaven.
I collect things for my art projects, so for a while the kids helped me to hunt out some beach glass and drift wood:
Then Aidan found a little stream bubbling up at the top of the beach, so their mission quickly became to dig up the water and create a river down to the sea.
Off we wnt along the beach, but as we were dragging along Elliot in his buggy we didnt get far before deciding to sit down and let the dogs and kids have a play. The girls are avid hunters do they were soon filling up their own dog poo bags with stones, shells and anything else that took their fancy.
Being 10 months old everytime Elliot got out of the buggy and anywhere near the floor, he quickly preceeded to munch on mouth fulls of sand or stones, babies yuk!
Back at the cafe the kids had an ice cream ,with Caitlin deciding on a packet of crisps instead. I am sure she must be a cuckoo baby, as I have no idea how a child of mine can not like sweet things, how very odd.
There was a great park and Elliot loved having a go in the baby swings. However our aim was to walk the dogs, so we dragged the kids on for a little walk. With all the recent bad weather the track was about 80% composed of very deep and large puddles. On the way out the kids obliged in avoiding the puddles, but this may have been because we were play fighting, and I was threatening to actually hurl Aidan into the deepest puddle we could find.
The second time we reached the beach all bets were off, and the kids started their "can I go in the sea and get my feet wet", which always then leads to " can I jump over the waves and go a little deeper in", which then somehow ends up with them soaked and putting their heads in.
As they were dripping wet we made a hasty retreat back to the car, and they certainly ensured that they walked or jumped through every puddle possible, like they were not already wet enough.
Having no towels or spare clothes it was a typical Taylor strip them in the car park job, and then driving home with the hope that we don't break down on the motorway with 3 nude children.
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