Like anyone who spends a lot of time at home with their kids, I spend a lot of time thinking of what we will be doing in the coming days to ensure we aren’t stuck in the house all day (neither of us enjoy this). Sometimes there are things we have to do, like shopping, or going to the bank or some other mundane task, but in general I plan to do things that Olivia will hopefully enjoy.
Sometimes the plans go well and we have a nice day, other times I may as well have chosen to walk through a field of nettles in shorts, I get that much grief for the fun things I try to suggest.
But, when I pull it off, it reminds me why we are doing this. There are days that I will remember forever, and I hope Olivia will at least have some memories of these days.
Today was one such day. For whatever reason I decided to take her to Doune Castle. I’ve been before and knew it had lovely grounds, but I thought she’d enjoy running about in the big stone rooms looking through the little nooks and crannies. Turns out I was wrong on that one, but she loved the grounds, thankfully. We took a wander down to the river and I introduced her to many delights, like walking in the river with bare feet, throwing stones and having picnics on the pebbly banks.
With the weather the way it was, it was almost perfect (would have been 100% perfect had my wife been there). No midges, no wind, and not another soul in sight.
The memories banked today will help get me through the grumpy days