(Goblin is 37 months)
Last week we went to Wisley with my Mum, Goblin's Granny. We've been to RHS gardens before and I thought it would be a good place to meet up because Goblin can run around while we look at the plants. However the heavy rainfall had lead to flooding of the grass so all the green areas were out of bounds.
You try explaining to a three year old that he can't run on the grass. The forbidden fruit of swathes of green were too much for him and a large part of our day was spent trying to get him to follow rules that he didn't understand and telling him off when he didn't.
But just when I thought I might lose my mind from having to keep him on a much tighter leash than either of us are used to when out doors, Granny stepped in and saved the day. She is a great story teller and will happily join in imaginary play, and the particular game in question was fishing, which meant she got to sit down too. I happily took a little breather while Granny and Goblin fished in the duck pond for giant blue dragon fish and told each other tales of their length and strength.
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