This week I've been feeling a little nostalgic about The Boy and when he was a little tiny-weenie scrumpy-bum baby. Ok, a tiny little bit broody too. It's all Jenny's fault over at Mummy Mishaps for having a scrummy little baby boy mid-week!

This weekend sees the return of that annual celebration of Mothers' Day. Over time it's become separated from its original meaning and turned a little schmaltzy and, well, Hallmark. At the modern core of it, it's a celebration of mothers everywhere. In the 16th century, Mothering Sunday saw people return to their mother church for a service, later times saw the day being used for domestic servants to visit their mothers and families.

Oh, don't get me wrong, I'll be celebrating it. We'll be going out for a lovely family afternoon, and everyone shall enjoy themselves, because it is my day!

So, after much waffling, I shall wander back onto the main point of this post: Family Days Out.

I am flashing back to my first FDO with my two boys. The day before my 32nd birthday, we went to Bristol Balloon Fiesta after I remembered how fantabulous a time I had with my own parents as an early teen. Unfortunately commericalism sneaked in during that 15-20 years period; along with the loud noises, flashing lights and drunken teenagers. Oh, and there weren't any balloons.

However, we had a fab time because we were together and enjoying our little family. We left early and on the way home we stopped in my favourite pub/restaurant for a lovely meal. The Boy had some rather admiring glances and I had some pitying ones (I was knackered!).

Flat-out after a tiring day of not seeing hot-air balloons.

I vowed then that we would have an afternoon together every weekend, sometimes we manage, sometimes we don't. It's got to be a deliberate decision to throw the washing over your shoulder, cram the chicken breasts/quorn escalopes back in the freezer, ignore the lint-ridden carpet, and shove off down to the beach/farm park/adventure playground.

This is one weekend when we will make the effort though, come rain or shine!

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