I hate clock change time. I’m not good with sudden change, and this time of the year it seems to just pile up – one minute it’s summer (beginning of this month we were on the beach in T shirts), next it’s practically winter – it was 2 degrees this morning. 2!
Best way to deal with change though is to get out there and resync my internal clock, so after spending most of the morning moping about and trying to get a drawing out of my head and onto paper (a wholly new experience last night, falling asleep dreaming of a drawing I want to do!) I rounded up the three children who are here, and we headed to the beach.
It was so worth it.
It was cold, I’ll admit that. But it was utterly glorious too. And someone on instagram had suggested a flask of hot chocolate, and that went a long way to improving the experience.
And there were sun dogs.
(Sun dogs, in case you are wondering, are those little flares at either side of the sun. Like little rainless rainbows. Only happen when the sun is at a particular level, 30 degrees or something, and quite often you only get one side and not both, so this was very pleasing.)
There was also a parade. No idea what that was about, they went past with a brass band playing the animals went in two by two, which was a touch surreal.
And we enjoyed hot chocolate.
Yes, they’re using spoons. That’s because I’m such an awesome mother I took marshmallows. Yup, that good.
It’s quite unusual that Small came out with us, he isn’t usually that bothered at the idea of leaving the house. But I confess I got a little cross with him when he turned the offer down, and give him his due, he turned it around and came with us after all. He enjoyed it he said, so that was good.
He’s not really all that small any more is he?
He’s about to make that leap from boy to man, and it’s a little terrifying and also kind of exhilirating all at the same time.
I’m hoping he’ll still come out with us for hot chocolate every now and then anyway.
And this girl. This bright, determined, creative, quirky, stubborn little girl. She loves the beach. Loves outdoors. Loves her brothers. (And her big sister, she’s not happy that she’s away most of this week at all.) I should have a few more years of beach trips with her to come yet.
We walked the long way home to check what time the laundrette was open til. Then I took off Tigerboy’s wellies and emptied half the beach on to the kitchen floor, settled them down with Team UmiZoomi on Netflix, and left them home with Tim while I went to the laundrette.
I’m so rock and roll. The sun was setting as we walked home, and as I set off to dry the laundry, I did have to stop to take a picture of the full moon.
All in all, an excellent day.
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