32/52 :: fossil hunting

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#1 You squidged your little finger between two rocks and for the rest of the day that pinky stayed sticking out.

#2 ‘These are fossil-finding hands!’. And they were; you found loads.

I had a spectacularly bad day earlier on in the week. Nothing in particular was wrong, just one of ‘those’ days. I basically lost it with myself, and then with The Man. The children were inevitably (shamefully) caught in the cross-fire. The day was declared a total write-off so we made a plan to take the boys fossil-hunting on a local beach the following day; something we’d been meaning to do for a while.

Despite weather warnings about the tail-end of hurricane Bertha, we ventured out. I’m quite convinced that The Man suggested we head for the coast because (and not despite) of the forecast wind and rain. Yes, it was bracing! But it was just what we (I) needed. I can confirm that fossil-hunting is officially addictive. It was hard for me to know whether to keep searching or carry on snapping.

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I seriously take {and post} too many photos, don’t I? Sorry but I’m not that sorry 😊

// Joining in with lovely people over at Practising Simplicity and I Heart Snapping #52Project #livingarrows //

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#1 It was windy, it was sunny, you climbed and pushed yourself just a tiny bit beyond your comfort zone. Once you found your feet you were the best of helpers to your brother.

#2 So determined and fearless to follow each and every step your brother took, you even gracefully accepted his guidance which is something, considering you hate to be helped.

We took a trip out to the coast to Reculver Towers. It was so windy but fantastic! I’m not entirely sure an ancient monument should really be treated as a play park but that’s probably just the stuffy old historian in me surfacing. The wind just added to the perceived element of danger. I think other parents often consider me to be ever so slightly complacent, especially where Boy2 is concerned. But I’m trying hard to let go and allow the boys to manage their own risks and determine their own capabilities. Boy1 is naturally cautious and Boy2 is naturally reckless but incredibly capable. I love having boys!

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After an age climbing and jumping we headed down to the beach for some fun, leaving a couple of hours later with yet another collection of pebbles. I think our next beach trip ought to be a sandy one

***very quickly edited to add my favourites from week 31 of Jodi’s 52 Project: a teething little one watching Peppa Pig/Theo and his trains/Four beautiful faces from a Little Bit of Sunshine/Cameras and curls at Oyster and Pearl’s.