I love walking. I always have done. I used to go and stay with my granny and go for long walks and I have very fond memories of that time.
I love living where we live because I have lovely walks and runs right on my doorstep.
It has always been my hope that the little one would come for walks with me one day but so far, at the age of 5, she has shown no interest.
So I’ve been telling her lots of stories of my childhood walks because she is such a copier I knew in time that she’d start asking to go for long walks.
Yesterday she wanted to go for a long walk.
So we set off with me expecting a few minutes spent walking before we returned home.
But then she said she wanted to walk to the park to play. I know from my runs that it’s a 2.8 mile round trip to the park. But she was determined. So I returned home and packed juice and snacks and off we went.
I was a bit worried that Spud the cat was going to come the whole way with us.
But luckily he eventually turned back after about 0.5 miles!
We took a break in the woods on the way. I kept telling her how far it was and giving her the option to turn back but she was very happy walking
My phone practically ran out of batteries which was not good planning and also meant I couldn’t get photos in the park.
In the park she met a couple of the older girls who had just moved up to the secondary school. So she hand out on the roundabout and swings chatting to them while I looked on amused.
In the end she spent about 45 minutes at the park and then we walked home.
Without a single whine or complaint other than it was a bit hot. Which it was because the sun was full on and she was in a woolly jumper that she’d chosen to put on!
We saw this beautiful butterfly on the way home
It was a lovely walk. And it fills me with hope that as she gets older we’ll be able to go walking places together.
Then we went again the next day