Today in the car H announced “I need to stop soon. I want some fresh air and to run around on the grass and stretch my legs” – impressive considering she’s only four. She gets it, we all get it. Get outside. Fortunately we were heading for Kingston Lacy, a National Trust place on our way home from Weymouth. So we stopped. It rained. She ran around in the rain, and didn’t stop running. In fact, by the time we got home her feet were soaked – she’d mentioned it earlier but hadn’t reminded us. Parent fail. But she had a brilliant time – we had a brilliant week away. I might have been ill but it was nice to get out of London and breathe again. So here’s a few snapshots of our week.
I already miss the fresh air terribly.