My mum and I share an iCloud. It’s usually crammed full of photos of the kids or things I’ve seen.
Recently, I sent her a photo of the two of them and when I spoke to her later that night, she said she would come down the next day and help me bath them. I giggled to myself. They must have looked really dirty on that day’s photos.
Even as babies I never bathed them every day and, with it being summer and Hubster working all the time, I probably don’t bath them as often as I should.
I do flannel them down every night (I call it a cat lick) so they are not dirty dirty.
It has got me thinking though.
Over the school holidays, parents can often feel pressure to ‘do stuff’ with their kids.
I read a post recently from Pixie Dust where the mum felt bad that she hadn’t taken her son anywhere grand yet this holiday.
She had took him to the beach and the park and the boy had climbed his first tree.
This made me feel sad. Time is the most precious thing you can give a child. Not hundreds of pounds spent on theme park entrances.
We are lucky living on a farm. My children have adventure and the great outdoors at their finger tips.
They come in filthy every night and I did refer to them as urchins to my blogger friends the other day but id rather them be grubby urchins over the summer than have their days crammed with expensive activities.
Last weekend we took lunch to daddy in the hay field and someone commented on Instagram that they would be memories that last a lifetime.
That is what being a parent is all about to me. Making memories. Spending time together.
We may not go to Disney land or even Spain but my kids get fresh air every day.
For me that is priceless.
So take your children to open spaces-to parks and beaches and farmland. Leave your wipes at home for once and let them become urchins like my two. You will all feel invigorated.
It’s what childhood is all about.