On our way home from our holiday on the Isle of Wight earlier in the month we decided to stop off in the New Forest for a few hours to break up our journey. We had caught a lunchtime ferry, and had a 3 hour drive ahead of us to get home. The sun was shining, the girls had energy and we were passing through the New Forest on our route home anyway, it seemed a shame to waste an afternoon driving when we could enjoy the area.
We found a little parking area and stopped, Little 2 had fallen asleep so we left her in the car to have a little snooze (with the doors open) while Daddy and Little 1 had a game of football, I stayed near the car stretching my legs and taking photos.
|Little 1 looks so grown up in this one.|
We found a muddy track and followed it, there were huge tyre tracks filled with squelchy mud and water on the way and the Little ones took no time in jumping right in.
It only took a few minutes before little 2 began talking about 'The Bear Hunt' book, one of her current bedtime favourites, 'squelch squirch, squelch squirch' she said as she marched through the mud. We had to rescue her welly once or twice as it was really sticky.
'Splish splosh, splish splosh' as she waded through the big tyre track puddles, waves of deep muddy water overcoming the tops of their boots.
Then the inevitable 'Stumble trip' I just happened to catch as she was walking past.
I'm ok Mummy...
Until about 5 yards later.... Splat, I asked her if she was ok and she pulled this face, which of course the blogger inside of me had to capture before offering to help her up, she was fine, she didn't want my help to get up, just to see the picture I'd taken!
We managed to find our way around some sort of circular route, the forest was beautiful in the bright sunshine, the green trees catching the light. The girls had had great fun in the mud and puddles. A lovely afternoon.
We arrived back at the car rather muddy, having our luggage with us I dug out some dry clothes for the girls and we snacked on apples and biscuits before we drove the rest of the way home. It was a lovely way to end our holiday.
Our holiday to the Isle of Wight was the best family holiday we have had with the girls so far, I think it was as this time we did not have breast-feeding, bottles or nappies to contend with as we have on previous holidays and we were therefore much more relaxed about the whole thing.