First born in search of a Gruffalo

First born and I spent a lovely morning wandering along the river and through the woods in search of a Gruffalo today.  It was grey and cold outside but also seemed peaceful and relaxing, or as relaxing as a walk (run) with a three year old can be!  Alas no Gruffalo could be found but we collected a lot of leaves, twigs and stones for an art project and arrived home just in time for toasties to come out of the grill and warm spice apple juice to be served by lovely hubby and second born, yum yum.