Little Bear stayed with Nanny and Grandad last night so we had the luxury of a little lay in and then blitzed the housework without any of the extra “assistance” that usually slows proceedings, then we were ready to hit the day…
We decided to head to the park and bundled Little Bear and his scuttlebug into the car. We passed a couple of parks en route to our park of choice and this did not impress him, cue extreme back arching, wriggling, and attempts to break free from the car seat – nothing a quick rendition of Old MacDonald couldn’t solve!
He was desperate to ride his scuttlebug as soon as we got out of the car so once we were down the steps daddy unfolded it and he clambered on and went…no where!!!! It took a lot of encouragement to get him to do the very thing he had been so desperate to do, I struggle with toddler logic sometimes. But then he was off and going “really fast”, gravitating towards mud and puddles as only a child can, hunting out doggys, and chasing daddy! It was lovely to watch him having so much fun, and for us to be able to share it together.
Then we went to the playground for a quick swing and slide. I love the slides at this park, he is able to climb up and come down them all independently. I find that too many parks have toddler slides with ladders or climbing walls…just give them the option of steps as well, they want to be in control. He had great fun spinning down the slide and swinging high, he drove the wobbly jeep to the farm, and tried to stroke a seagull. And then he happily came away with the promise of beans for lunch once we were home.
This afternoon we have played games together as a family, daddy with half an eye on the football, with Little Bear winning Pirate Lotto every time and mummy failing miserably (I think daddy made sure of it!!). We’ve had family cuddles and played indoor football. We’ve shared snacks and talked about our weekend adventures.
It’s been a wonderfully cosy, happy, family day…the type of day you dream of having (with just a little hint of a tantrum thrown in for realism) and I can’t wait for it to happen all over again next Saturday!
The Day Dreaming Mummy