I've had the most wonderful couple of days, just unbelievably wonderful. Nothing out of the ordinary, simply a deep, incredible feeling of appreciation for everything that is good in my life. I've been thinking about my role as a Mum and Wife, the love I feel for my family, the happiness which we all share within this lovely, messy, colourful home of ours.
J was away over the weekend, he went off on Saturday morning to go and enjoy a beer-filled weekend with a group of friends. I was more than happy to stay home with the Little People, chilling out and working on my re-balancing thing. Saturday morning eased along at a leisurely pace. The Little People chose to sit at the table and get creative, and it was wonderful to watch them. This scene was so common in our house a few years ago, but not so much any more so it was an especially lovely time for me. Little Lady was knitting and the boys were both making Fathers Day cards.
I helped Little B just a teeny bit with his card, but that child can be especially stubborn with accepting help and truly he did most of it by himself.
I baked on Saturday morning, just for the joy of it. Sweet little buns topped with butter cream icing, glitter strawberries and a dusting of sugar. Heavenly. You know what I said about the re-balancing thing, the part about cutting back on my sugar intake? Wellllll.....I confess that this beauty slipped under the radar with my afternoon cuppa. Every mouthful was utterly deeeeeeeeeeelicious.
Saturday evening now. Little Lady requested some sofa time with her Mummy, so we hopped into our pyjamas, popped on a film of my choice (one of my all time favourites) and we sat and crocheted. Me and her. Her and Me. Deep, deep joy, my sweet Little Lady asked me to teach her to crochet on Saturday and my my what a super fast learner she is. YES, she's become a Mini Hooker!!!!!!!!!!!
One granny square later and we were both sky-high with wonderment and excitement at all the future hooky possibilities this has opened up. Yiippppeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sunday morning and we are no longer granny squaring. She asked for help in learning to crochet rows as she wants to make a skinny scarf for herself. She already had this adorable variegated bamboo yarn (it's a Sirdar yarn called "Smiley Stripes" and this is shade 257 Hulabaloo). I tell you, she is so enjoying this new skill, but not half as much as I am enjoying watching her. My insides feel like they want to explode into a million sparkly stars when I watch her crochet. Such joy. I wonder if she realises? Probably not eh.
Her knitting is now on the back burner for a while I guess, but she has done really well with this too.
Monday now. J had booked the day off work and after all the rain we've had of late, yesterday was miraclously bright and dry here. So we made some plans and set off up into the Dales with Little B for a spot of picnicking and messing about by the river. This is the road that leads along the babbling River Wharfe above Hubberholme, it's one of our favourite picnic spots (I've written about it before I'm sure, yes in 2008 and 2010). I love this road cos it has no sides to it. No fences, no hedges, no walls, no curbs. Just open to the grass and sheep.
You can park a car directly on the grass in the many little lay bys created at the side of the road. Pick a good spot....we needed some flat grass to try out our newly acquired beach tent, and an area of flat rock and pebbly beach that would be relatively safe for Little B to play.
It was completely idyllic.
Little B's playtime was so much fun!
There was lots of rock-filled activity. Collecting rocks, pulling rocks from one spot to another, dumping rocks, throwing rocks with a big SPLaSh into the water, building rock towers and knocking them down.
There was food too, a hastily pulled together picnic lunch with a hot mug of tea to finish.
And there was riverside hooky. Of course. The ripples continue to provide me with a huge dollop of portable bliss, I love working this blanket so much. I think I could happily make this blanket a mile long, work on it for the next decade.
Inside the beach tent, all was cosy and deliciously warm. Little B absolutely loved it in here, he rolled around, wrapped himself in blankets, bounced about and generally had fun.
It was a beautiful day for sure, a lovely chance for J and I to break out of routine and enjoy some time together. To enjoy being parents too, it was obvious how happy Little B was being out and about with us doing something different. Lovely, it really was.
Sigh. So happy. Keep thinking about my little hooking buddy and my heart flips over.........makes me want to kind of laugh and burst into tears all at the same time.
Edit to add :: thank you so much for your sweet words, I know you understand the Mummy Pride! In answer to questions, Little Lady is 8 years old. She took up knitting when just before she turned 7. She really, really wanted to do it, it was all her idea. She's been nagging me incessantly about the crochet for the past few months but somehow the time was never right to sit down quietly together and spend time on it before now. Actually I hadn't bargained for her being so quick off the mark, especially with how to hold the hook and yarn. Her tension is still a wee bit erratic, a bit loose, but oh my, she has so done me proud. She's been making crochet chain friendship bracelets for the girls in her class at school too ♥