……sing along now “Beside the sea siiiiiiiiide……”
Oh, I do like to be beside the sea. In fact, we live beside the sea. Well, a few streets away from the sea, anyway. But, like anyone who has something wonderful on their doorstep, I have to admit that we don’t really make the most of it.
I know, I’m sorry. Deeply ashamed, and apologetic.
In my defence, I’m not always well enough to manage a walk on the beach. Even this week, I drove there and met Daddy and the boys (and dog) on the sea front. I’m so glad I did, though, it’s the best Bank Holiday Monday I’ve had for a while.
Simple, beautiful pleasures. The dog (our little Daphne Doodle) went absolutely crazy, running between the boys and jumping in the water. She’s still very young and doesn’t have brilliant recall, being so excitable and easily distracted, so she doesn’t get off the lead much.
The boys don’t get ‘off the lead’ much either really – they spend lots of time outdoors doing structured, sporting activities, but just being allowed to get wet and dirty is a rarity.
Daddy was a little concerned about just how wet and dirty they were getting, but I was chilled, and I do the washing! Yes, Toby was wearing his (awful) school coat, but hey, if it isn’t dry by the morning, he can wear his ski jacket to school. Let them play.
The boys waded in the rock pools. They threw stones and wet sand. They picked up shells and looked for creatures. They dug holes with their bare hands. The holes and piles of sand turned into castles and pyramids and an entire Egyptian temple (they are learning about Egypt at school – it’s obviously influencing their design choices!).
The boys used creative language to describe what they saw, and felt, and made, and I revelled in the whole experience. It was natural, educational, and so enjoyable. It reminded me of the joy they found in being at the beach when they were younger, and it reminded me how young they still are, and how much joy they can still find in these experiences (without an Xbox remote in their hands).
We watched the weather closely, and as it got increasingly dark and windy, we knew it was time to head back. On the way back to the car, I was lucky to find a starfish by the rocks. We were so excited!
It was out of the water, so we decided to gently lift it and put it in a rock pool. How beautiful it looked! We were treated to seeing its little tube feet ‘suckers’ on its underside moving it along to a shallow point, then curling up almost to give us a wave of thanks, before moving back along into the deeper water again. What a fabulous end to our trip!
When we got home, and after a hot bath for the cold, wet, sandy children, we were discussing our lovely afternoon. “See what happens when you let boys be boys!”, Toby told me in a lecturing tone.
Yes my darling, I’m continuing to learn.
We have some great beaches along the North East coast. Come and enjoy them!
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