I wanted to get out, the Little Ones had spent much of the morning having a lie-in, lazy breakfast and watching films. They were beginning to get a bit ratty with each other and Daddy didn't want to spend his last day off at home. We decided that we would head to Cannop Ponds in the Forest of Dean, we hadn't been for ages and fancied a walk.
The forecast was for it to brighten up and we don't mind a bit of rain anyway so I threw all the waterproofs and wellies in the car along with a change of clothes and off we went. It stopped raining half way there and there was just a bit of drizzle but by the time we had got all three suited up even that had stopped too.
There was lots of laughter as we all slipped a bit in the mud and both girls went down on their knees a few times as they deliberately braved the deepest muddiest parts of the path, even I had my wellies on and waded through the muddy bits for a bit of fun.
We were joined by some geese at one point obviously hoping that the Little Ones had some bread but we didn't. The girls were a bit wary and ran away but Little 3 walked right up to them and was about to try and stroke them before we had to say, 'No' incase he got pecked.
As we rounded the far side of the ponds on the way back to the car we came across some giant puddles and in they went, jumping to their heart's content, there were some rather large splashes and I am sure at least one of the little ones got puddle water in their mouth!