A little while ago we took them out to the woods for a play. Boys being boys they found sticks and branches and hacked at things as they walked/ran along. They raced, scooted, fell over and had to change trousers, ate sandwiches with mucky hands, and tried to drag back trees that had fallen in the storms. They found dens built by previous visitors and hid out in them, and collected sticks, pine cones and stones to bring home. At times they felt brave and wondered off the path a little, but always within sight of their mamas. All in all it was a perfect afternoon.
Man, I love the boys.