Paddling pool

The eldest had a trip to the barbers this morning and he felt very grown up and proud about this.  If I cut his hair, it's a bit of a trial and might take two attempts, but for the barber (who we know as his little boy goes to a playgroup we go to), well, he was good as gold.  

We went to see Granny and Grandpa straight from the barbers and spent our entire time outside, which was blissful. We had a pic-pic in the summer house, which the boys just love, and then got the paddling pool out for them this afternoon.  It was more of a hit with the eldest than the youngest.  I had to leave the boys to head to London for work, but not before the youngest had poured his drink over me and the eldest had watered my feet (and much of my legs).  Left for London later than intended as we were having such a nice day.