Pre-kids, my husband and I would while away a sunny Sunday afternoon atop the highest nearby hill. We'd sip wine, nibble snacks and read the papers or a favourite book. Parents reading this will likely nod when I share that once our first child was born, this routine changed. Baby boy wasn't keen on lounging--he wanted to do things and see people. He was impatient to get moving! So, sunny Sunday walks soon replaced our laze on the hill.
At first, we'd pop our firstborn into a Baby Bjorn. Then, when he reached 9 months, we upgraded to a baby backpack and were off. Once our youngest came along, there was a short period when our firstborn would ride in the baby backpack and our second born would ride in the Baby Bjorn. Then, when our eldest turned 3, suddenly, we were limited by the distance that his little feet could travel.
While I really enjoyed all those sunny Sundays lounging on the hill, we now love that active, satisfied feeling that comes after going on a family walk. As Londoners, these walks give us a great reason to get into the country and let our boys see some nature. Climb a tree. Pretend a rotten stump is a stew pot. Skip stones.
Here are a few lessons we've learned with our now 3 and 5 year olds along the way....
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