For Christmas, we didn't really know what to get Logan's grand-parents: what do you offer retired people who already have everything?
So we thought and thought, and decided we needed to get them something that showed appreciation for them helping out looking after Logan and saving us some money on nursery fees.
So we thought and thought some more, and decided that it would be great to spend the week-end away somewhere altogether, and so we booked a 2-bedroomed cottage by the beach in Lower Largo, Fife.
The grand-parents were delighted with their present!
And last week-end was the date we had selected to go away together.
We left on Friday morning around 10.45 am, perfect for Logan's morning nap. The weather was drich but we made the best of it. At lunchtime we stopped in Culross to stretch our legs in this gorgeous preservation/listed village of multi-couloured houses with gable ends and rough walls. We had a lovely lunch at the Red Lion Inn where Logan was able to burn off some energy.
Next stop was Dunfermline where we wanted to visit the Abbey, unfortunately it was having some work done and we couldn't get in. Logan was being taken around on his dad's shoulders which he just loves. Apart from the Abbey Dunfermline is pretty forgettable.
Eventually we got to the cottage which was just the cutest little ground floor flat with a garden at the front and steps to go down to the beach. Very comfortable, nice and warm, cosy in the living room, and Logan loved exploring it.
Saturday morning we woke up to magnificent weather that stayed with us all day. As Logan woke us up long before his grand parents were up, we went down to the beach and my boy was absolutely fascinated by the sea and the waves and all that. Kept staring at it and didn't want to go back inside!
We spent the morning touring the East Neuk villages (St Monans, Elie), had lunch at Cambo Estate (unfortunately no more snowdrops, and not quite ready for daffodils) where we had to eat with our coats on as the tearoom was not heated. In the afternoon we went to St Andrews and climbed up St Rules Tower for panoramic views of the town. We bought extortionate rod-caught seabass from the fishmonger's for dinner then drove back home.
Logan got a bit freaked out that night and half an hour after falling asleep, he woke up in a panic, probably not knowing where he was. It didn't help that we didn't hear him at first so he stood crying for a bit in his cot before we went and "rescued" him.
On Sunday we spent some time by the sea again as Logan kept dragging us towards the stairs every time we went outside the cottage. We packed up and drove back home via Falkland Palace.
During all this driving and going in and out of car seats, Logan was absolutely amazing. He only really got fed up during the last 2 hours (which we had timed to be during afternoon nap, but he was not going to sleep, was he!!) when I was trying to keep him entertained by singing, playing, feeding even. One fantastic little boy who had an amazing time with his 4 favourite people in the whole wide world.
