A couple of days ago, Little Man and I popped to the park and to feed the ducks after we dropped Boo at school. Nothing strange about that, I know, except that to me, it felt really odd. I realised that this was the first time that we’d done this, just the two of us, I mean. Little Man has been on plenty of park trips and seen lots of duck feeding, but we’ve either done it all as a family at the weekends, or I’d always wait for the days that Boo wasn’t at preschool to take them, so that she didn’t miss out. But she’s at school now, and it only seems fair that Little Man and I have our own adventures and outings like this. We’ve been spending our time going to classes and catching up with friends or happily playing at home, but I see this changing now, as we do like the park…..
He was determined that he’d have to carry the bread, and was pretty pleased with himself for doing so!
Ducks fed, we wandered into the park where Little Man could have a good explore and run about. We chatted about the leaves, the trees and he had to run through them and under them, of course….
And on the way back from the car, he found a little rest stop to take in the peace and quiet…
He loved it, I enjoyed getting out in the fresh air with him, so I can see this being a weekly visit from now on. I’m sure we’ll both be happy that.