We've had 'the most' splendid weather down here in the South over the past week or so and as it's no secret we live on the coast then it's no surprise that when the sun peeks out and gives us a little warmth we head for the beach.
Now I'm not a beachy person by nature - lazing around sizzling to perfection on any given hot day that may show itself.
I far prefer to be doing......something.
My little ones on the other hand love it. Are born and breed by the sea, could spend - until they get cold and hungry - all their time down by the sea.
They are continuously on the go which is why I don't mind sitting around on the beach for an afternoon, getting a wet bum - yes really - because the sitting around is minimal compared to all the splashing, paddling, exploring, sandcastle construction, shell seeking, wave jumping, hole digging, rock pooling, crabbing, etc, etc, etc.
With soggy wet socks (or tights, or bum) and salt in our hair, a car (and knickers) full of sand, tingling cheeks and tinged pink noses, a nice warm bubbly bath to wash any last remains of salt and sand away - literally down the plug hole - we were all ready for bed by 7pm last night.
A perfect way to tire us all out. Big yawny yawn and a stretch that's just made my back go click.
Have a beautiful day - I'm rather enjoying these Easter holidays......so far.