‘good for the soul’ – moments, events, feelings that make your soul happy.
I needed this trip more than I thought. I needed to refill my ‘good for the soul’ tank. A week of adventures with just us 7, but also seeing my family and my wonderful friends too. We have 4 days left and we are soaking up as much as we can, because, well, yolo.
So in no particular order here are my ‘good for the soul’ moments from the last week.
Cruising on the River Thames (with Hampton bridge in the background) with Nanny and Papa Chris.
Brothers pretending to be pirates and having secret brother laughs and chats at the back of the boat.
Group photo in the spot we took a group photo with three, then four and now five children!
This smiley boy having the best time running in a lavender field.
This little inquisitive girlie checking out the bumblebees.
This little bundle of sunshine needs no explanation.
Hitting the beach on the hottest day of the year so far and watching my wonderful family living it up (can you spot all 5 Clevs?)
Swimming in the channel with my babies. We didn’t get out of the water all day long. I have raised 5 beach bums and fully believe we need to move ourselves to a hot beach location one day.
Seeing my kiddos getting some Godparent bonding time. We also went to Chessington World of Adventures with Weez and had a great time there too but the photos of that need to be nicked from Facebook!
Having a boogie on the roof of the car to the sounds of the (very old now) Beach Boys!
But the best and my top ‘good for the soul’ moment has to be seeing my children making memories with their grandparents. Above was taken at the Guildford Lido, Maxi went on every single water slide at least 10 times. When he asked his (nearly 60 year old) Nanny to “corkscrew’ with him, without batting an eyelid she replied “yeah!!!!!!”, seeing him wait for her at the end of the slide and high five her valiant corkscrewing efforts is not at moment I’ll forget.
I wont forget this one either, Luis and Papa Chris driving the boat. We have had a fabulous week and a bit here. It has made me realise that while England is a huge part of me and home to my family, home for me is Ireland, or wherever my husband and kids are. I needed to come ‘home’ to realise where and what ‘home’ actually means to me. Funny that.