This February half term I had nothing planned. Not a jot.
Which nearly made Dan hyperventilate because, boy does that boy like things planned out.
“What, we have no plans? Like, none at all?” (don’t get me started on the whole ‘like’ in every sentence thing.
“No Dan. Things will evolve, we’re going with the flow. See where the week takes us”.
He was NOT happy.
As it was we had a packed, fun and excellent week. The sort of week that has seen both my children in bed, flat-out on this Sunday night ready for the return to school tomorrow.
For here is the thing; you don’t need fancy stuff to fill your week with fun. Good old family fun. The sort of fun you look back on and say ‘that. That was a good week’.
We visited old friends, went on long walks with the dog, met up with good friends, baked, chilled out, played rugby (them, not me).
So thank you half term. We had a blast.