I’ve taken a few mornings off this week to look after Rootwo—who has Chickenpox. Yesterday we were stuck and home, and it was hard work. Honestly, as wonderful as they are, kids can be less than delightful sometimes. So today, I decided to take him to Climping beach. As I had hoped, it was utterly deserted—aside from a couple of dogs and their humans. We found a clear spot of sand and spent a happy hour-or-so chucking stone into the sea and making sand castles.

Me and Rootwo, blue sky and stone beach behind us. His face is covered in chickenpox spots.
Rootwo throwing stones into the sea
Rootwo is sitting in his car seat wearing a cap that’s too big for him.