Sometimes I underestimate the importance of Angus and I spending time together. Just the two of us. Monkeying about. Doing nothing much in particular. So on Friday, after another rather testing week with the boys, we headed for a drive after lunch. My full intention to get Felix to sleep in the pram and leave the afternoon open for my biggest boy and I to have some fun. And my plan came to fruition.
We love a new park find and this one located not too far from my parent's place, is a beauty. A picturesque setting and oodles of play equipment, made for a couple of hours of non-stop enjoyment. Angus is a big fan of the flying fox and he was thrilled with the giant one on offer. Which just so happened to be deserted, so we had free reign. And of course, he didn't have to ask me twice to jump on and have a go. Like a couple of crazy kids squealing with laughter as we chased each other down, again and again, in the warm afternoon sun. Perfectly simple one on one time.