So, wow, we had a lovely day today! We managed to get to the birthday party at the soft play area after all. Andy drove and the brakes were fine all the way there and back! He dropped us and went to work for a few hours then came back and joined us. I loved catching up with all my lovely friends and the kids just had a ball. Benny has never really been to a place like this and was in his element. I caught him here wearing 2 odd crocs that he had liberated from a family somewhere in the building. Luckily the daddy had spotted him and came to retrieve them.
My wee guys sharing a quick 10 mins in front of starfall while I unloaded the car and made a cuppa.
Once we had our tea we were in need of a bit of calm and fresh air so we grabbed our coats and spades and made for the beach for an hour before dinner (how I love living here for this exact reason!)
a sand rock, Rebe is fascinated by these clumps of sand and explained them to me today saying that you get them when you dig and you can pick them up very carefully, but if you squeeze them too hard they crumble.
a sand rock, Rebe is fascinated by these clumps of sand and explained them to me today saying that you get them when you dig and you can pick them up very carefully, but if you squeeze them too hard they crumble.
A little shell Rebe found and called Rosie with whom she played the rest of our time at the beach.
I love this beach so much and to think it's at the bottom of our street!
sandy snotter...obligatory for any winter beach visit.
sandy snotter...obligatory for any winter beach visit.
Yeehaaaa! Giddy up horsey!
This is Rebe's picture of the stone age, bone age king. How royal he looks with his crown. We also had to write our names in the sand. My stone age bone age name was 'Dave' (shrug), so in return I named Rebe an equally exotic 'Grant'.
Then it was time to go home and put on the rice. Rebe collected a bit of rubbish to say thank you to the beach for such a good time (we always do this when we go to the woods or the beach..it's a good way to show gratitude to such great places I think).
Another one of our favourite beach games is 'Stone Age, Bone Age'. We find tools (sticks, stones, shells) and generally skin a large animal (log/ tree branch) and cook it over a fire. Today we branched (no pun intended) out into cave/ sand drawings.
This is Rebe's picture of the stone age, bone age king. How royal he looks with his crown. We also had to write our names in the sand. My stone age bone age name was 'Dave' (shrug), so in return I named Rebe an equally exotic 'Grant'.
Then it was time to go home and put on the rice. Rebe collected a bit of rubbish to say thank you to the beach for such a good time (we always do this when we go to the woods or the beach..it's a good way to show gratitude to such great places I think).