Last weekend was one relaxing affair, we stayed at my folks’ house, the home I grew up in on Saturday night so Peter and I could enjoy a rare date night out, and all woke up to buttery warm bagels and the best babysitters in town. Bliss.
Oliver looking pensive, below at breakfast- ‘1 bagel or 2?’
As always, Peter captured some stunning photos during our ‘break’ at my folks, 15 minutes from where we live! Gorgeous Yorkshire in all its glory, we 6 (my Mum and Dad included) having pure, fun, chilled out family time. It’s our favourite kind of weekend.
Football, heartwarming food, sunshine on our cheeks, fresh air in our lungs, a spot of gardening for good measure and lots of soft ice cream marked the start of spring….
The kid has skillz. 2 balls at once: impressive!
Sweet, my little boy against a big view…
After lunch and a quick trip to the shops, we regrouped at Roundhay Park for fluffy soft whip with 99 flakes all round, and a ride on a choo choo train where Alexander made like a grumpy conductor and ordered everyone to ‘Be quiet please’. Embarrassing!
Grandson taking his ‘Papu’ (Grandad) by the hand and leading him off for an adventure.
Isn’t ice cream lovely?! Especially when it’s cold enough to eat it slowly!
My little frowner in the park’s playground
Later, back at my folks’ around magic hour, overlooking their house, we discovered an abandoned combine harvester for the night. Who knew they could be so beautiful?
We took in the sunset. A beauty to behold.
‘Babye sun’ whispered a waving Alexander as we went back inside for bedtime stories…
What did you get up to over the weekend?