Holiday part one ...

Week one of our holidays was a week in the beautiful Cotswolds with my in laws, you'll have to wait for week 2 because, i can't find the lead for the other camera ! Anyway here is a selection of the best bits, i could have uploaded so many pics but it was taking forever so you just got the highlights!

Weeeeeeeee catch me Daddy.....

Despite it looking rather chilly , the kids absolutely loved the pool , they went in everyday, sometimes twice. Jamies confidence in the water just grew and grew , whilst the others were happy jumping in and playing , jamie practised and pracised his swimming. The better he got the more confident he became and the more confident he became the better he got.

Swimming boy in action.

Before swimming its usually best to do a bit of a warm up ( goggles are helpful apparently!)

Painting in the caravan, Sonny decided he would rather paint on the newspaper than the sketchbook. It worked really well , and we managed the whole week without one painty accident on the table, the chair, the carpet, the sofa etc etc...

The town near to where we were staying was so beautiful, the shops and the houses all seemed to fit in so nicely.

Another few pics from playgrounds i have known and loved ........

Just before we went on holiday we had started getting into geocaching a bit, although without much success. So it was with utter glee that whilst away Martin and the kids ( and Uncle Johnny and Ellie Mai , and sometimes Mummy, Granny, Auntie Laura and Theo) uncovered not one but two different sites with treasure!!!!

How brilliant, whoever came up with the idea of this is onto a winner ,a real life treasure hunt!

Found it !!!!!

Checking out the loot! The children took some gold coins from the first find , and replaced it with some precious article they had taken with them for such purposes. They then swapped their coins for some even more exciting treasure ( a bulldog clip and a little flicker book no less )

Maya wrote a little note in the log book.

A makeshift sling for our mountain ( hill) climbing attempt.

The views from Cleeve Hill were stunning, it was exhilarating climbing up , although i was a tiny teensy bit out of breath and did wonder if i might be going into premature labour ! ( melodramatic ? moi?)

A short break and a satsuma or two later we were ready to begin our descent. Which rather pathetically i found nearly as hard as climbing up.

And finally a blast from the past ....Fimo. Not done this since i was a teenager. It was a resounding success. We made dread beads, mice , golden snitch's

and a rather lovely little figure ...who seems vaguely familiar.....