We’ve just had a wonderful long weekend by the seaside. It was filled with sand, sunshine, sausages, some family time, sea and…. sandwiches. We were there for four days and had beautiful weather throughout. This is very unusual for England, and especially the usually freezing cold and windy English seaside, so we were very lucky.
Ava got to paddle in the sea (in wellies – the sea is ALWAYS cold!), and build sandcastles for the first time. We had our first barbecue of the year and I wore flip-flops for the first time this year! They will now remain on my feet for the next 4 months.
We were there with my mum and step-dad who are travelling around the country in a motorhome and are staying in Whitby at the moment. Ava absolutely adores her Granny (as well as her Grandma) for some strange reason (love you mum!) so was very happy all weekend and ignored me whenever her Granny was there. I can’t say it didn’t hurt when she reached for her from my arms for the first time ever. Sob.
Ava also experienced some more first’s whilst we were away – the first time she fell on her bum in the sea (nobody likes a wet bottom); met her first horse and learned to gallop like one, noises and all; she learnt that Grandad looks silly in a hat and Granny WILL read Each Peach Pear Plum to you ten times in a row if you are cute. She will also encourage you to gallop like a horse in your highchair when you should be eating your dinner.
It was a really lovely few days away, and a great start to the summer.
{Re: ‘nobody likes a wet bottom’ – when I was travelling years ago in New Zealand, there was an advert on the tv for nappies and it said this phrase (obviously in a Kiwi accent) and it made me laugh and I’ve kinda said it ever since. You’d be amazed how often it is relevant. Nobody likes a wit bottum.}
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