There is so much I love about the summer - waking up to the sun already in the sky, washing drying on the line, summer dresses, iced coffee, dipping my toes in the sea, children in the paddling pool, cider in a pub garden, and of course how easy it is to explore.
You don't need to load up the buggy with raincovers and coats, you don't have to worry about it getting dark and al fresco eating is ideal with a toddler (or two) around. Last weekend we hopped on the train to Whitstable, which is only about 20 minutes from us, for a change, and the sun was shining for us all day.
We have a sandy beach on our doorstop, and our buckets and spades are hung up ready to go at a moment's notice, but the pebbly beach in Whitstable needs none of this. It is amazing how long two boys can be entertained just with water and stones. They made piles, they had a tea party with them, they practiced skimming and they searched high and low for their favourite ones.
We wandered along the promenade first, looking at the stalls selling their homemade wares, and kids toys, and then found the fish market. Lunch had to be fish and chips, but we went for freshly caught prawns and crayfish as they are the boys' favourite.
