Walking this weekend at a place called the 'Great Wood'. We discovered secret paths and jumped over streams, saw sheep and collected sticks. The first picture is on the way back, with Arlo steadfastly refusing to walk any further - he found some puddles to jump in that he just couldn't bear to say goodbye to. So that's him, standing firm, arms by sides, stuck in a face off with us that seemed to take ages, and resulted in us all getting quite muddy. We won this time, but it was hard work. That boy knows what he wants.
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