Our family walk.

We were back to Fritton Woods this week - it's our new faouvite place for walks. But, this week we stuck to the paths.

This time mother in law came along, she does a few times but hadn't since Christmas, and we love it when she comes, the kids especially love it and she loves it too. She has her wellies especially, and a ramblers walkers stick which helps her. Even better I managed to get Lewis to come with us - being a teen it's harder and harder to get him to come out with us. 

We'd only gone and left Jacob's wellies in the garden since the weekend before, hence, they were soaked when he went to put them on - (we had a half an hour of trying to find them before we checked in the garden!) So we had to make a detour to the shoe shop to purchase him new ones before our walk. 

He had his "I don't want new ones, I want my ones" grumpy head on, so it took a little longer in the shoe shop and convincing him to pick new ones then we had wanted, but then kids are great at being a pain in the butt.

Every weekend, we take the kids and the dogs out for a walk, no matter the weather, come rain or come shine, we love to venture out. I love to take my camera and capture as many moments as I can. That same evening I will sit down and upload all the photos I took and go through each one. With this post, I'm sharing my favourite photos from our walk last weekend.

Last week was my youngest son 7th Birthday. How time has flown.... it only seems like yesterday when I found out I was pregnant. My 3rd child, my 3rd boy. He came into our world, a bundle of joy.

The youngest of 3 boys, and the cheekiest, the loudest, and tough as nails (all that play fighting with your brothers).

Last Christmas, hubby and the kids were getting the boxes of Christmas decorations out of the loft, when I heard hubby shout in alarm, I came out of the kitchen to see the kids scrambling and hubby shouting 'mouse'. It ran down the stairs and past me into the lounge. We cornered it and I said 'that's a big damn mouse'. We opened the doors and it ran out. That was that... so we thought.  

The end of yet another era. They come thick and fast, too fast.

It only seems like yesterday when he was my baby boy, my first baby, oh how I used to just cuddle him hours and hours on end, never wanting to let him go or let him out of my sight and now he's a fully fledged grown up. Whilst there's apart of me that's a little sad, I'm also incredibly proud of him and excited. I am excited for the future, his future, and I can't wait to see what he does with his life.