Showing posts with label #England. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #England. Show all posts

Friday, 14 July 2017

Kite Flying on Snettisham Beach


On Sunday we took the boys to a different beach, one in Snettisham. 
So still not very far from ours.

We hadn't been before so weren't too sure what it would be like, but as soon as we drove into the car park, we knew it was an amazing beach.

Sand dunes greeted us and the boys couldn't wait to climb them!


The twins were given kites for their birthday and have been desperate to fly them.
So a trip to the beach was the perfect opportunity to test them out. 


They were super easy to put together and Alex's bumblebee kite went straight up without any effort!
Oscars butterfly was a bit more tricky.
Why, we weren't too sure as they both look like they're the same design.




Once I Alex's up in the sky he soon took over laughing his head off at how high it was.

Oscar's took a few goes but eventually it got flight and stayed up for a bit before crashing down on my head.


Ru took over from Alex, as he wanted to go off and play with Noah in the sea.


Ru was pretty good at keeping the kite under control, we did think he'd just let go but he was more than happy to just stand there holding on watching it flutter around in the sky.


Once they were all finished with the kites, we left them with daddy and headed off to find the sea....
The twins decided they were walking to America!


We didn't quite get to the sea, as it was miles out and I made them turn around before the tides started to come in.

Even though they didn't quite make America they all had fun jumping in the sandy/muddy puddles on the way back.


Once back on dry land we headed back to the van to dust off our feet and grab an ice cream.






Ice cream, Kite flying and Puddle jumping = a perfect way to spend a Sunday!



Sunday, 9 July 2017

South Beach


We've had a few weeks of constant crying and meltdowns from Ru, so to give him a change of scenery we took him for a mid week stroll along the beach.


When we lived in Kent, I always made sure I took Ru to the beach once a week as I knew he liked it and it's always the one place he truly relaxes at.


I'm not sure why I haven't taken him to the beach since moving here.
It's closer....we can actually walk to it, its that close.


His face lit up when he realised where we were, and he was eager to jump out the van.
For the first time, he was interested in looking for shells, rather than just rocks.
So I gave him an empty poo bag and let him fill it up with all the different shells he could find.


The tide was out so we got to have a good walk and look in all the sea puddles.
We tried to find some crabs, but only came across dead ones or really tiny ones...



Ru pretty much had the beach to himself, apart from a few people jogging along the pathways.
He went off exploring on his own and didn't stop smiling.


It was nice to see him finally relax a bit after a couple of crap weeks, he's moved up to the big room in nursery and he seems to be struggling to find his place at home.
He's gone from sleeping well back to not sleeping at all, but thrown into the mix he now wakes up and screams like he's being murder and will run and hide in the most strangest place, then I have to run around in the dark trying to find him. Not something I really enjoy doing in the middle of the night.


I've made a promise to start taking him to the beach weekly, specially now the weather is amazing and if I walked with him in the pushchair, it would take up most the morning.
Beats sitting in front of the iPad or popping to Tesco.