What a week of weather we have had. There have been four seasons in one day, torrential rain, wind, sun, hail and then an unexpected snow flurry or two! Our outdoor fun has been much more limited this week and it shows. The girls are like caged Tigers and of course every attempt to entertainment has been met with protests of can we go outside now.
When I think back over many of my country kids link ups, there have been loads with the two of them jumping in puddles. There’s my proof that we get far too much rain over here! In between the worst of the weather, I have practically ran outside with them. Anything to quell the storm that thunders through the playroom when they can’t get outdoors. We have wandered through the fields, to go and look at the wind turbines in the distance, Slemish mountain, where Saint Patrick worked as a shepherd tending his sheep and gone in search of the inevitable puddles!
Our littlest girl is really talking now and trying so hard to string words together, she of course has absolutely no problems, in shouting muddy puddles. They have ended up soaked to the skin and filthy. At one point the heavens opened and the rain and hail was so heavy we couldn’t make it back to the house, so we had to take shelter in the woodshed.
So unfortunately for us this week, there have been no sunny picnics, no bouncing on the trampoline and not many bike rides. However, there have been fields of swishy grass and lots and lots of muddy puddles.