On Sunday Curtis and mummy went to St Andrews for the day. Curtis slept for half the journey, then when we arrived he said he'd like to go to a cafe so we found a little place for lunch and got bagels. He was in such good spirits and very cuddly too. On days like this you get to see how grown up he is....he's not a baby anymore, he picks and chooses what we can do and we have full conversations all day, plus lots of jokes....it's easy to forgot on days like this that he's only 2.5 yrs old. Such fun. Afterwards we decided to visit the castle and later the beach.
There was a re-enactment going on with lots of people in costume and a very loud gunfire every few minutes...it made us jump. Curtis coped pretty well at the 'loud castle' and earnt a trip down to the beach for being so brave.
ON the beach we found some brilliant big sandcastles that someone had built. We spent over an hour filling the moats with water and getting soaked and covered in sand. The sun was still hot at 6pm but we figured it was time to get some food so we nipped back into the town and found a lovely restaurant with outside tables. It was one of my favourite days with my wee man in ages, it was just perfect sitting with him eating our tea in the sun - we even ordered non-alcoholic cocktails. Curtis was being funny the whole time and ate so much food I thought he'd pop.
We got home about 8.30pm in time to tell daddy all about our adventures and show him Curtis's new knights hat.
