What do you do on Sundays? Do you go to Church or have any family traditions? Do you all get together for Sunday Lunch?
Well what is meant to be a day of rest becomes quite the opposite in our house. Ever since Maia came along we’ve almost forgotten all about Sunday Roasts, it becomes a day of catching up with the cleaning, laundry and all other undesirable activities. Dad just about manages to go to Church but he’s the only one, each week I aim to go with him.. So yesterday as evening approached and nearly everything chore- related was done I suggested we go out for an evening walk, a local park had recently opened a new play area and we thought we’d take a look. It did not disappoint. Everything was wooden, a gorgeous wood which gave the area such an appealing look, so much more attractive than your average play area.
I could not resist a go on the zip wire, I questioned whether I’d be too heavy (was it really only designed for the children?) but after Mum proved it did indeed bare the weight of adults too, I plonked myself on, not once but countless times (before Mum and Dad said it was time to go…). Did I look stupid? Yes maybe I got a few funny looks from the little girl on the wire next to me, but I was careless and free, and for those few minutes I felt like a child again. *Maya was asleep in my Mum’s arms by this point; she’d had enough of seeing Mummy go back and forth…
So what takes you out of your head and makes you feel like a child again? Whatever it is, never stop doing it!