What is it about the beautiful simplicity of sea and sand that makes children come alive?
After 4 1/2 hours of travelling in the car – plus a quick stop at tesco’s for lunch!- we finally arrived in Selsey an hour before we were due to check-in at our bungalow. We parked up outside and headed straight down onto the beach.
Jack was absolutely thrilled! His immediate question was “can we go into the water?” My initial reaction was to laugh and say no. It was freezing and windy and I did not consider for one moment that the sea would be any warmer. But then, just at that moment, the sun started to peek around the clouds (plus I put a coat on) and it suddenly felt a lot warmer. I rarely throw caution to the wind and just go with the flow, but for once, I thought what the heck, why not? We’re on holiday. Let’s just have some fun. We went down to the waters edge, stripped off our socks and shoes, rolled up our trousers and slowly edged towards the water.
My first impressions were correct – the water was sooooo cold! But Jack loved it. He ran in and out, jumping over the waves, getting absolutely drenched and smiling the whole time, which just made me smile.
Rachel arrived a short while later – she had travelled down with the grandparents and baby cousin. And within minutes, she waded in as well. Then we grabbed buckets and spades from the bungalow and headed back out again, leaving everyone else to unpack.
I suppose I should have felt a bit guilty about that, but do you know what? I didn’t. Not even a tiny bit. I had fun. The children had fun. It was a precious moment that I spent, alone with my kids. Happy. Free.