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Living Arrows 2019 – 12/52

Do you ever have those weeks where there’s a slight change in your routine and it throws you completely?

Last week was one of those weeks for me.  The children normally spend Thursday afternoons after school with my in-laws.  This has been the routine for ages now.  But we’re changing things up because Nerys started at Rainbows last Thursday.

One of her friends from school goes to the group that she’s joining so she was really excited to go and see what it was all about.  I wasn’t sure what she would make of it but she came out so happy, declaring that she definitely wants to keep going.

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So as long as she keeps on enjoying it she’ll be going to Rainbows every Thursday afternoon now.  And hopefully after Easter Rhys will be starting at cubs on a Thursday afternoon too.

I spoke to a few of the mums at school whose sons go to cubs already and it sounds like he’ll have a lot of fun there.  He’s already excited about the idea of working towards badges!

 

With Nerys at Rainbows this Thursday the children were with their grandparents on Tuesday instead last week, and then again on Friday.  And it meant I was thrown all week about what day it was.

Sunday at least kept its normal routine of swimming lessons and a trip to the beach and Victoria Park.

The children both did really well with their swimming.  Nerys has come on so quickly and makes us smile so much with how confident she seems in the water.  And Rhys had a bit of a breakthrough with his breathing technique that was brilliant to see.

When we walked along the seafront after their lessons he went on a mission to find the perfect stick, and managed to find this one that was just the right shape and size to be a pretend bow.

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I do wonder when he’ll stop picking up random sticks and pleading with us to let him bring them home.

We’ve got a whole pile of them in the back garden that he’s brought home from various places.  He would bring a new one home from school most days if I let him.  He’s always picking them up on the short walk to the car.

One day though, I’ll realise that he’s not done it in a while.  The pile in the garden will disappear.  It’s quite sad to think about really.

Which is why I like to take photos like this one of Rhys.

So I have these childhood memories tucked safely away; for that time in the future when there are no more stick piles in our garden.

 

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