Promise of Spring

With Master B receiving birthday presents, while Christmas presents were still in carrier bags due to lack of finding them homes, we had a toy crisis on our hands. Spent the morning going through some of the stash and finding a few that really are no longer used. It was an odd procedure, the tactility of so many memories from when the chidlers were small.

The afternoon was spent at a local park doing the annual peg hunt. The children are tasked to find 5 wooden clothes pegs with their names on spread through 5 different zones across the park. Once collected the pegs are swapped for eggs. It was pretty popular and hoards of them careered around with delight. Good fun.