Every year the local Lions Club has their May Bank Holiday Fun Day down in the centre of town, and every year I try and avoid going - usually because it's raining, but mostly because there are just so many people I lose all patience with everyone and everything. The problem with having older children is that they can read, so the signs and posters that have been put up around town have not gone unnoticed by H who was, of course, really keen on going.
I did invite A, J & L to come with us but was met with a series of grunts of disapproval, so I left the 3 of them at home and took H & E down there "for an hour"... Remembering to withdraw some money on the way past the bank so that the kids could rinse me for every penny when we got there.
In all honesty it wasn't that bad, it didn't start to get really busy until we were ready to leave, for which I was very thankful. H & E got to have a few rides and turns on the activities and we stopped off and enjoyed ice creams and drinks on the grass in front of the Tithe Barn on our way home, which was probably my favourite part of the day.
All of that aside, the little two had a lot of fun and really enjoyed themselves, and I got to spend some good quality time with them. H liked shooting the arrows although he didn't win a prize (quelle surprise), E went on the carousel & then the two of them had a ride on the teacups together (H is such a good big brother), as well as the boats and the 'fantasy run' inflatable slide.
and those were not the words he used...), much to the amusement of everyone within earshot. What is parenting without public humiliation, after all?