Saturday, 21 February 2015
I haven't been here for a while. Time to get back to blogging!
Yesterday, we went to the beach house for the first time this year. Even though it was cold, the sun shone for a while and the boys were adamant that they wanted to go on the beach. I had gone prepared. Knowing that Worm especially would be there, on the sand, and probably in the water. I gave them all the choice of wellies, or for the little two, their crocs. Monkey opted for wellies, and so his jeans were changed for his joggers, and his wellies were put on. Worm opted for crocs which led me to think one thing, that he would end up in the water.
I changed his jeans for joggers, and grabbed a pair of swimming trunks from the chest of drawers, along with a towel. We set off down the cliff, as we neared the bottom, Worm pipes up "so who's is coming in with me?" I looked at him and laughed, knowing that his intention was there and then replied, "no-one it's too cold!' "uh!" was all I got in reply. As soon as we hit sand the crocs were off. I stripped his bottom half and put the swimmers on him and he was gone. Running through the shallow pools, splashing, picking up stones and attempting to skim them across the water, with his brothers, both appropriately wrapped for winter!
My parents and I laughed, knowing that given time, he would fall and land face first, and we didn't have to wait long! His jumper wet, his smile growing by the second! Another layer stripped off, more running, splashing and jumping, and then the cold hit. His legs and feet bright red, his legs aching, the tears started. We started to head back to the beach house stopping at the bottom of the cliff to put back on his pants and jogging bottoms, his crocs and his brother's jumper (he'd now decided he was too hot!)
|Jumper still on, before the fall!|
|Jumper off - after the fall! Still smiling though!|
A new warmth hit him, and he climbed the cliff with no moaning at all, counting the steps as he went. Up to the beach house for lunch, before going to the field to play for an hour before returning home.
I love the beach house in winter. I could sit and watch the sea when it's rough for hours, but today it was pretty calm. Another bonus about winter time at our beach is that there are very few people there. Today was no exception. Ours the only footprints on the sand.
On our return home, I was still cold and even into this evening struggled to warm up, how do these kids manage it! (though if I am honest I do remember a February half term when my parents took me and my friend over and I went in the sea for a proper swim!)