evening walk

Summer holidays mean guilt-free evening walks and fewer disagreements about appropriate bedtimes.

Today we got ourselves organised and began packing for our holiday whilst the rain poured outside. Then headed to the cinema, visited our friend’s cat who is home alone and in need of a bit of fuss and then walked after dinner when the rain had gone.

I received a call from Mum’s friend whilst in the car with the kids, remembering that it’s 11 years since she headed to heaven. Zeke very quickly calculated that she’d missed meeting him by 111 days and was sad at the thought. But he was intrigued to know that he very often reminds me of his Grandma (especially his cross face).