It was a bitterly cold day on Sunday with the sun shining but no warmth in it at all. To get out of the house and to turn the TV off I decided we were going to go to the park no matter what. We ended up going to the digger park – a park near us that children or mums leave their old Tonka trucks in the sand pit for all the neighbourhood kids to enjoy and keep on loving them.
The little man went straight to the sandpit and the trucks and played quite happily for a while with me sitting on the edge saying “get off your knees as your pants are soaking through.” As I said bitterly cold day and it had rained the night prior so the sandpit was very damp. He couldn’t have cared less and chose to ignore my words of love!!
After he had had his fun with the trucks he found a football so we decided it was time to play kick to kick. I haven’t played footy with him for a bit and I was quite surprised at how good and coordinated he was. He kicked the ball nearly every time with a few fresh air kicks here and there and he was even able to do a little run up and then kick the ball on the run. I was so impressed and keep praising his skills telling him how good he was. Every now and then I got a “great kick mum” from him as well.
It still amazes me at how quick they grow and the skills develop whilst you blink your eye or have a sleep. I think he could be quite sporty which is great as I love that side of him and I may have to look at some more sport groups to keep him occupied and out in the fresh air.
rolling around with the ball
what a kick!
mum having a go
The little man and I decided one sunny Autumn morning to go to the park for a break in the mundane routine. He happily played with other ‘best friends’ he made and was having a ball running around and expending the energy that I wanted him too! As park time was nearing an end he decided to go down the slide!!
I thought I had warned him not to as it had rained over night and the plastic slides were wet, but if I had he chose to ignore his mothers advice and down he went. He cam up to me and said “I got wet pants.” I thought he had had a toilet accident but realised it was all on his bottom and not the front. Slide accident to the max. Time to leave and take off his pants in the car and travel home in his wet undies; luckily it is only about a 3 minute drive.
Too be young and carefree again……
Pants off wet undies
look no pants & love my gumboots!
On Sunday we met up with a mum and her daughter from mothers group and the kids had a scooter around the council car park as the skate park was occupied with two 6 year olds ‘things’ I didn’t realise 6 year olds were meant to know how to do on a skateboard!! Ignorant I know….
We then heading to the park for a bit where they climbed over everything swung on the swings and slid down the slide. We then realised the little kids had gone so it was our time to hit the skate bowl and see their scootering skills. It was very cute to watch as they both just went around and around the bottom with little rides up the incline, but hey they enjoyed it and that is all as a parent you can ask for.
Then as the weather seemed to get colder by the second we decided it was time to go home. On the way out of the park this is the image we as mums were looking at.
Two beautiful children holding hands as they chatted on the walk home. Too cute for words and melts your heart.
How I wish I could be as carefree as my child is. Even though there seems to be more restrictions and less playing outside by themselves they do have moments of being carefree and having fun. I know why I didn’t jump in the puddle as I didn’t want to get dirty but really is that a good enough reason to not jump?
We were are the park at the end of our street a few weeks back, I just found the photos on my phone, and there was a puddle which my little man couldn’t not jump into a multitude of times and his boots were saturated but he had lots of fun doing it!