A walk this morning...(just love the name Boom Rail), the first part of the walk entailed holding the hand of a screaming, whingeing 4 year old, who thinks that screaming and whingeing means he'll get his own way. I just let him carry on and ignored him, it carried on for a long time until I had to tell him to stop, I enjoyed these views (a 4 min walk from our house) with the moaning in my ear. Kind of spoils the vision a bit.

After the walk, the stop at the beach collecting shells, him climbing on the boats, me sitting on the boats, he turned to me and said "mummy I really enjoyed our time on the beach today" duh!