We had a wonderful day today, for the first time in about a week the skies were clear and the clouds fluffy, white and candy floss like rather than angry and leaden. So not letting the proverbial grass grow under our feet we met up with some of Heather's school friends in the local park. All the children had a lovely time.
When we came home, wanting to make the most of the weather the kids were out in the garden. Our neighbour's little girl, two weeks older than H duly appeared at the fence and they began their gossiping, catching up on what they had missed in the rain soaked days. Matthew decided to come back in and play with his trains.
'Mummy I am in O's house, look at me' came the cry from the garden. Thinking they were just playing I went out to investigate and lo and behold the child had escaped the confines of our garden and was trespassing next door. Luckily O's mother was gracious enough to allow H to stay and play for a little while! Together we investigate the modus operandi, it appeared that Heather had moved two of her small chairs and one of our larger ones to produce a makeshift ladder. O meanwhile, had shifted a garden chair of her own into position, allowing Heather to cross the divide without splattering herself all over the garden! As they had worked together to form an ingenious plan we allowed them thirty minutes together which ensued in an array of ear splitting shrieking. The next challenge was getting H back onto home turf, she resisted capture but was eventually planted back over the fence where she quickly proceeded having seen the chair ladder had been removed to shinny up a different part of the fence and tried to forward roll back over the fence. Mr T performed a fireman's lift and deposited her in front of the TV, thankfully the first time we have had to resort to such tactics. Was he trying to be funny though- his choice Happy Feet.