The weekend was all about search and discover. Oh, and “cracky” eggs and chocolate eggs. Obviously.
Good Friday found us on an east coast beach hunting for seashells. After collecting half a bucketful, splish splashing in the waves for a bit in our boots, and building a line of sandcastles, we went in search of fish and chips and hot drinks to warm us up.
On Saturday, after enjoying a family lunch, three generations of us took to the outdoors for an Easter egg hunt. Alfie the spaniel won the prize for the keenest nose; he had to be physically removed from the game.
In search of spring down on the farm on Easter Sunday we were rewarded with adorable baby animals and their protective mothers, and tiny day old chicks hopping around under a heat lamp. An absolute delight to witness.
Dreadful weather on Easter Monday forced us to stay indoors all morning, so once we’d had our cracky eggs and soldiers, we trawled through a box of Lego to find the tiny pieces to make an impressive-looking tractor. And before the last raindrops had finished dripping, we were off to source a set of stabilisers suitable for an apprentice giraffe’s new bicycle. Once they were fitted, it was away to the woods for a trial run, careering through puddles, hoping that the mudguards would save the good blue coat and the little red plait.
A wonderful search and discover weekend it’s been.