How was your Mother’s Day? I was woken up by rosy-cheeked Rufus and Francis clambering onto our bed with some beautiful pink roses and a cup of tea. My favourite mornings are those that start with everyone piling into our bed and absorbing those first few moments of morning tranquillity. But not for long! Soon the bags were packed, children bundled up and picnic made, we were on the road to an open-air museum near by.
Rufus loved running around the old houses being a ‘museum detective’. He especially loved trying the bread which was baked on an open fire inside a house.
Francis spent a lot of the time in his Ergo on Daddy’s back eating dried fruit. He goes through kilos of the stuff every week! Look at his black eye he got when we had to make a visit to the doctors recently. Poor baby tripped and banged his face on the metal bed frame.
We also got a taste of freshly baked biscuits made with the wholemeal flour that is stoneground there.
It’s so sweet to watch Francis begin to explore the world on his own. Inspecting each stone or leaf so attentively. Roll on the warmer months of bare feet and less bundling. Though I do adore him in that woolly hat.
Check out my Mother’s day gift. We believe it is important for the children to think about what they would like to give other people on special occasions. It teaches them to think outwardly and gives them ownership of their choices. Rufus was dead set on giving mummy a car. What else could be more necessary and cherished than a car. I am very flattered.
It was a marvellous day. There is no better feeling than getting into bed, having spent the day gazing upon the hills and the trees and drinking in the clean March air that we are so grateful for.
Hope you had a great day. I’m looking forward to catching up with reading and baking over this coming weekend.