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Hoo Farm is open!
Another Sunday adventure! First I have to take them to the shops to buy stuff for sandwiches, we finally arrive and the first thing Esme asks is if she can play on the playthings, now! As we drive in she spots the trampolines and swings, it's on her mind for the rest of the day.
We get the tickets and some animal feed and set off for the sheep. It's lambing season, we don't see any births but plenty of lambs to stroke and go 'ahaa' over. Bradley's not worried about the sheep eating out of his hand, but Esme's not keen at all. "Can we go on the play things now?" She says, for the hundredth time. We make our way there pretty quickly, pausing only to let Bradley catch up.
The trampolines are great fun, if only Bradley can stand up before someone else starts jumping. Soon, we're joined by bigger kids and Esme too cannot stand up. We make two trips to the trampolines, and I tyake Esme's shoes off countless times, as she's off, then wants to go back on, when the bigger kids move away.
We also make two trips to the sand pits. This is better for me, I can just sit down and watch, though I get bored. Esme's trip on the pony goes very smoothly. Bradley would have gone on too, but for, "me bigger." He feels he's too young to ride horses.
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