Stomp

Headed out for a walk this afternoon - wanted to get more than 200 metres down the road, so I loaded the youngest on my back (much to the annoyance of the eldest who see's the back-pack as his carriage).  He entertained himself for ages playing 'stomp' in the stubble field behind our house and flattening the stubble.  Then he requested a ride in the back-pack and  a trip to see 'big clip-clop'.  So I trudged down the road with him on my back and carrying the youngest.  

Husband away this evening as he's in London tonight and has a day in London tomorrow, so it's home alone for me.