Funky All the Way Home...

It just gets Better.

I woke this morning to a very tired Toolie and a Chocolate Lolly, proclaiming Love and Kisses. I smiled, turned over and went back to sleep. I woke again to Coffee and a bacon buttie, and contemplated rolling over again, but the sun and the happy noises from outside, stirred me into life, and I bounded from bed, and hit the shower.

Then I dragged Si into the Car and we drove to the South Beach. We parked a little away, and walked down and on to the sand. Words can't do justice to how beautiful it was today. Blue endless sky, blue endless sea, damp brown sand, and warm golden sun.

We walked 2 miles one way and then turned to walk back. By this time, I could resist the sparkling flat calm water no more, and kicked my shoes off and paddled all the way back. It was freezing, but the kind of freezing that makes you laugh and be glad you are alive.

We padded up the sand to allow my feet to dry off, and got a coffee from the cafe, and then padded along the prom to claim a bench and watch the passing.

Mothers Day had brought families to the beach. Dad's with the kids - obviously letting mum have some me time, Dads and Mums with the kids, young couples, old couples, medium couples like us.

I contemplated the joy the wee kids were having rolling around in the sunshine and the sand, and proclaimed, "I wish I could have another baby", and Si said, "You miss them being wee don't you".

I don't really want another baby - I would have been confused with three, and the two I have are just perfect, but when they aren't little any more, you do miss the reliance they have on you. I don't think I'm becoming redundant, I'm just realising that now, instead of focusing on the needs of two, I need to focus on the needs of another two.

Him and Me!