Every few weeks my parents very kindly have the kids overnight; it gives Paul and I the chance to relax a little whilst the kids spend time with their Grandparents. We don’t pack much in terms of clothing as my Mother is an eBay addict and is forever buying bundles of clothes for the kids, which they come home wearing the following day. However, we are always sure to pack their walking boots and wellies as whilst there, they usually head out for a hike with the crazy but cute dog.
Although I miss having the kids at home, it does us all a World of good to break the routine and to have a night out. The kids get the chance to have a break from home whilst being spoilt rotten with sweets, comics and whatever else they can persuade my parents to purchase.
As a child I’d often spend time with my Nana and Grandad down at the caravan site, we’d play badminton and hide and seek, we’d make treasure hunts, I’d play on the park and meet new people or we’d take walks to the beach where we’d paddle on the shore. At the end of the day we’d bounce along the coast road in my Nana’s Mini whilst singing ‘Show Me The Way To Go Home’ at the top of our lungs possibly stopping at the garage for a strawberry split on the way…
I remember those days as if they were yesterday, such precious memories which I hold tightly to my heart. I’m sure one day that my own kids will look back upon their childhood with such fondness; I wonder what their memories may be.
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