The kids, especially Z have been captivated by the Olympics, which has inspired a whole host of new games to be played. We’ve been triple jumping into the paddling pool. Long jumping through the kitchen, relay races in the garden and endless games of badminton.
Whilst playing badminton the most consectutive hits we’ve managed is 4, Z clearly blames me for this.
“Mummy, if I was playing someone as good as me, we’d hit it loads of times”
Where does he get his confidence from?