A brief list of where we've visited in our week and a half in Kent.
Leeds Castle
Dymchurch
Hythe
New Romney
Royal Tunbridge Wells
Tankerton
Broadstairs
Sutton Valence
Sittingbourne
Whitstable
Seasalter
Bapchild
(This does not include the many, many, many towns we have driven through giving the children their naps.)
Today we went for a second time to Leeds Castle, a gorgeous place with not just a castle but ponds and walks and open lawns and play structures and swans and peacocks wondering around as well as ducks and geese and birds of all kinds.
Adeline, who has inherited my keen delight in babies, strolled around after a gang of four ducks this afternoon calling them "baby ducks," even though they were full grown. As they approached an enormous, beautiful male peacock, resting in the shade, she said: "There's your mama, ducks. There's your mama." I didn't bother to correct her. I could see how it would make perfect sense to a two-year old mind. Little bird is baby, big bird is mama. Never mind that the pretty peacocks are all male.
We've succeeded in moving up bedtime. From 10:30 p.m. to 9:30 p.m. Oh, the luxury in that last hour of the day!
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