After spending last weekend away visiting my family and experiencing BritMums Live for the first time, it was so lovely to have some quiet time at home this weekend.
On Saturday Nerys and I popped out to Lidl in the morning, at her request. She really loves doing the supermarket shopping with me, funny little thing that she is, so it was actually a nice way to spend the morning.
Then in the afternoon Steve went out for a bit, and the children and I baked cakes together.
Sunday was a gloriously sunny day in Swansea, so after Rhys’ swimming lesson we jumped in the car to head down to the beach. We took a bag of buckets and spades with us, and the children quickly got to work building sandcastles.
Most of the time when we build sandcastles at the beach the children will work together to build just one, giant creation. Other times though, they prefer to do their own thing, building their own individual castles.
This Sunday was an individual creation kind of day.
Rhys brought a little minion toy along to the beach with him, and he happily played by himself with that on the little castle he built. Nerys enlisted Steve’s help to build a castle, before getting upset that he added a tower to it before she was ready.
That was the first of two castles that she razed to the ground. I think she’s a little bit run down, and so her ability to cope with things is a little bit reduced.
Despite all the destruction though, we all went home pretty happy and feeling a bit brighter after a blast of sea air.
And sitting at the computer that evening, looking through the photos I took, I was reminded quite how lucky we are to live here, so close to the beach.
To be able to head down for a play on the sand and a breath of that wonderful salty air whenever we fancy it. And for it not to matter if we only stay for a short while before deciding to leave before any more sandcastles get knocked down.
We really are pretty lucky.