cliche

It was one of those cliched family walks. It was meant to be fun, good for us etc etc. The dog was a madame, Ad carried the balance bike for at least 10x more distance than it was ridden, K didn't have his fresh air nap on my back that he was going to have and there were a few too many cyclists, runners, horse riders (one) to make it fun or relaxing. Ah well. All not really problems. And it did do us all good even if other boxes weren't ticked.

Several nights of an almost 18 month year old's difficult sleeping habits coming to the fore again took their toll. Can you tell?!