Country Kids – Whatever The Weather.
We’ve just come back from having a beautiful week-long family break at Butlin’s, Bognor Regis. We went with the family aka “The Boy and Me”, and we all had a wonderful time together. We really didn’t want to come home.
While we were away, I was thinking of what theme I could choose for Country Kids this week. Although we had lots of holiday mini-adventures, one sticks out more than the others, and it came to me while I was looking through some of the photographs we’d taken during the week.
The Butlin’s site is within walking distance of a lovely beach. This was great, as we didn’t have to load up the car and drive – the beach was just a five-minute walk away.
Here comes the Country Kids story.
We were very lucky to have had sunshine during the day and it was dry for the whole week, but it wasn’t “boiling-hot, bathers” weather. However, trying to tell that to my 8 year-old daughter was impossible. All she heard was the word “beach” and it was on with the bathers (we wrestled her into a t-shirt!) and she was away, adamant that she was going swimming.
I cantered behind, the sensible mum weighed down wearing long trousers, chunky cardigan and a warming scarf, though I did manage to show willing by slipping on a pair of flip-flops. However, I had no wish to go swimming!
This supporting role fell to my husband, who packed his bathers but kept his t-shirt on, as the warmth of the water became even more questionable when we arrived at the slightly windy beachfront. He looked at me, visibly worried.
They carefully picked and scuttled their way across the pebbles and down to the water’s edge and, (yes – you guessed it), my fearless little mermaid ran as fast as she could back to the comfort of the waiting thick towel and a tight snuggle in my arms. My poor husband was left to pick his own way back over up the rocky pebbles, with very cold toes!
So, we wrapped up warm, played with shells and tide-washed sticks, had some lunch and enjoyed the sounds of the waves crashing onto the pebbles. All in all, a lovely, relaxing afternoon.
My memory was not the chill in the weather, not the damp towels, or trying to dry her feet off and get her quickly dressed when she was cold. I love how my daughter was so determined that she was going into that water!
She didn’t understand about the chill factor, or the wind, or the fact that we were only just into April. All she saw was the sun shining and realised that we were going to the beach. I loved that.
I love how children can seek out the fun element in things and always want to give things a go, in the pursuit of fun. We adults often forget that important point, along the way.
Maybe we should all try being Country Kids once in a while, and not worry quite so much about cold feet.
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