Oh my wild ones. I never knew how much fun being outside with these boys would bring me. I don’t think I was a particularly outdoors type of person before I had children. We used to live in the country which we loved and although we did the odd trip to the beach or woods I would never have thought of myself as someone who craved nature. Now I have children I can’t help but think of what I was missing. I don’t know why it all seems so much more spectacular when I see my boys outdoors. I notice things that maybe I wouldn’t have before.
We went to Calderstones Park at the weekend, we love it there. It isn’t anything extraordinary and yet seeing it though a child’s eye makes it seem like a total wonder. All three of the boys always seem on the go and sometimes it feels like our small house just can’t contain all their restless energy. When I see them outside, looking totally free, running though trees, collecting pine cones and splashing in puddles I feel at peace. Some days it all falls in to place and they would stay outside for ever; we went off the path, looking for a Gruffalo. The boys ran and hid in the trees, chasing after each other and finding routes through the branches together. Lucas would go through and show them the way, helping them step over branches. They didn’t need any entertainment and they made their own fun, they are my wild ones.
Lucas chatters so much about nature now and all the things he sees changing around him, he was able to introduce the twins to pine cones and they stuffed them in their little pockets as treasure to bring home. I remember doing the same when I was young, I collected all sorts of treasures from walks and me and my brother would run through the woods with sticks and hide in the ferns. We would go and look at the frogspawn in spring, walk through the corn fields in the summer and pick the berries in the Autumn. When we lived in Wales we would climb the hills and sit amongst the heather or walk along the stony beaches whatever the weather. Actually, maybe I am an outdoors person afterall, so much of my childhood was spent doing the same things I do with my boys now. It must be engrained in there somewhere that being wild outdoors is the most fun when you’re a child.
2016 really feels like the year we are going to be able to do more of this. Each weekend I’m thinking what we can do to get outdoors, dodge the rain and breathe in that fresh air. As much as I love cosy days in I do think some of the best family time is spent on days like this one. Of course our day finished with an ice cream. It doesn’t matter what season we are in, it isn’t a proper day out for Lucas if he doesn’t have an ice cream.