Bouncy castle

I took the boys to a dog show today in one of the local villages - it was advertised as having lots of things to do for children and lots of stalls for things to buy (even if I wasn't going to buy anything, I liked the idea of looking).  

The eldest was entertained making an Easter card (or two), whilst I had a look around the stalls with the youngest who is a bit under the weather and just wanted to cuddle.  We went out to have a look at the dog show, which was a bit of a wet weekend, and totally ruined for me by the youngest stepping in dog mess, which went up his trousers and then all over me when I picked him up without realising what had happened.... Thank goodness for wet-wipes!

The bouncy castle perked the boys up, we were allowed a strict 5 minutes by the man running it and there were lots of tears when it was time to get off. 

Home for a quiet afternoon and enforced TV for the boat race, the boys weren't really impressed with it - sorry boys.