Hope you've all had a lovely Sunday. In a little nod to the holiday I bought some decorative eggs and hung them on my flower lights...
...filled the dish with mini eggs then removed them pretty much straight away as Wendy discovered them.
....and put out all the eggs for Amy and Thomas plus the Magnum one I bought for Mark.
This year we went to Aunty Edith's for tea. We invited her over to us but she insisted it was her turn and there's no arguing with Aunty. Looking at this photo Thomas is ready for another growth spurt. He grows round first, then shoots up.
Thomas is quite happy to leave the Xbox and visit as Ken has a garage and they take themselves off into it banging and sawing and making whatever men make in their man caves.
And very occasionally as a special treat there is a bike ride, although not today as it was raining, so he just wore the helmet instead.
We've been to the van and very enjoyable it was too, even though I spent Saturday sweltering in a long sleeved top and knee high boots. I could have put my 3/4's on but hadn't taken any shoes to go with them so had to suffer - but not in silence as Mark would testify!
Although the bacon butty he made for me kept me quiet for a while.
Random photo of the facilities just for interest because if you've never been caravanning before you could be imaging all sorts.
You've all been to the Fylde coast with me plenty of times by now so instead of waxing lyrical I'm just going to post a few photos for you to look at.
Tradition dictates we cross the stepping stones and back again. I can tell Thomas desperately wants to accidentally fall in every time.
Matthew and Sophie came over on Sunday and we took Sienna on the little train and she had her first donkey ride. We then retired to a hotel for grown up activities of a long lunch and drinks.
We had plenty of walks along the front and although it doesn't look like it, this evening was a very windy one. It certainly blew my cobwebs away, so much so I bought a jar of hot chocolate on the way back to the van to warm myself up.
I think it's the first time we've been to St Annes without going on the pier - Thomas wasn't interested in the arcades this time. Instead a lot of our time was spent at Lowther Gardens where we played tennis, also known as 'whack the ball as hard as you can, get Mum or Dad to chase it and bend down to pick it up, then repeat'. To be fair by the time we came home he could hit the ball over the net to the person on the other side - admittedly after a few stern words from the red faced, sweating mother about looking where the other person is before hitting it.
We had a walk around Lytham which is very nice but my preference is St Annes mainly because it suits our shopping needs/activities better.
Although when strolling around shops is on the agenda Thomas' preference is neither, but he puts on a brave face.
Should you ever need a flamingo umbrella then Lytham is the place for you.
While Cleveleys is the place for bright red boots, which Amy says I should have bought for her.
Thomas' bravery scale is measured in how high up he'll go on the swing and I think he definitely achieved a silver this time.
While the more sedate activities of Connect 4 took place in the evenings.
In other news. Middle age has taken hold of Mark. This week he bought a work bench and he's ordered some shelving for the shed.
Nothing to do with DIY around the house though. After buying another boat he's been evicted from the house with his toys.
Plans for this week include a trip to Hobbycraft and a haircut. Although there won't be much cutting as I've decided to grow it a little bit. This is what I'm aiming for - a choppy bob. Of course, when I don't come out of the salon wrinkle free and looking 20 year old I will be sorely disappointed.
And official baby minding begins this Thursday. Sophie returns to work this week so our weekly routine will now include Sienna. I'm looking forward to having her for the day even though it will be along one. A 7.15am drop off and we'll take her home at 6.30pm. Thursday is shopping day so she'll come with us to do that. Then in the afternoon I'm planning to take her to story telling for under 5's at the local library.
And that's about it really. It's been a lovely 2 weeks of late nights, late starts and no packed lunches to make. But come Tuesday and we'll be back in our school/college routines. This term is the dreaded SATS although Thomas doesn't seem bothered by any of it which is a relief.
Hope you're all keeping well and as always, thanks for popping by.