It shouldn't seem like a big thing, because it isn't. Only it is, because the last 3 years I've really struggled to go out without another adult. It's a much bigger problem than I've wanted to admit and I've hidden it better than I might have because there is usually Max or a friend to be with. I can go out alone but with kids and no back up has scared me badly.
Still. I've been chipping away and today we did it, grabbed a hole in the rain, coated up and headed out. Our local park is flooded and we just had to see it. Bene snoozed through much of it.
There is a lot of water. A big lot.
We took elevenses with us, thereby proving I can in fact still think like a mother.
Errr… Unnecessary signage.
Normally you wouldn't really notice there was a river there.
We talked to lots of older couple on the way down, reminiscing about the last time this happened, which was the Easter just before I had Fran. A million life times ago.
Hm. The end of the road. Literally.
Not a bad bunch really.
Well, not very bad.
Did consider pushing Amelie in.
Takes so little to change everything. Just a sudden act of god. Ain't that the truth?
It was good for all of us to do that. We do too much and too little in this house. I came back happier and more incident than I've felt in ages.
This evening, while everyone else was busy jamming and gymming, Bene came to work with us. He was not amused at first. Then he found the stock.