I have grown up with my Granny and now big and small boy's Granny, sealing envelopes with a loving kiss! I do it too!

Seal a letter with a big fat kiss! The bolder the lipstick the better!

I found this one Mum sent to big boy of soldiers! We have got it out to help him learn about the Jubilee!

My Snap Happy BritMums entry for Day 11. s.w.a.l.k (sealed with a loving kiss) The instant snap of us was just a bonus! Got instants dotted all over the house, just lucky this was a kissing one!

Day 12 of Fat Mum Slim's photo challenge. Something that makes you happy.

Of course my children are my pride and joy and give me the most happiness in the world, but a girls day out without them, makes me so very happy!

I am off to Cheltenham with 2 friends, to have a belated birthday celebration for one of my best friends.

Lunch and a pootle around the wonderful shops that adorn the streets of the Georgian town.

I have just repacked my handbag, as I only need a little one, due to no requirement for nappies, baby wipes, bottles, snacks and the other kiddy paraphernalia that clutters a mother's bag!

All I have is a present for my friends poorly nephew, to drop off when I pick her up in a minute, lipgloss, eyeliner, hair clip, (still growing my side fringe out and it gets in my face after a few hours!) tissues, phone and purse. Amazingly, I also need sunglasses as it is glorious in North Somerset today! Hoping to be basking in Regency sunshine, with a glass of rose later!

This afternoon, the sun finally got his hat on and we all cheered hip hip hip hooray! I had promised big boy we would go and see the helicopters one day so thought this sunny, albeit blustery afternoon was perfect.

We live very close to the Helicopter Museum and the disused airfield, which sits empty and unloved along side.

I know, because I used to be a Land Buyer and because I have a vested interest in the area near our home, that in the not too distant future, the airfield will be transformed into modern day suburbia, as it is owned by a major house builder.

There wasn't a sole around on this glorious sun drenched afternoon, for about 45 minutes into our adventure and then one lonely dog walker joined us.

Big boy was lost in his own little world, scooting along "like Dash" (from the Incredibles) and small boy was squealing with delight being pushed around in the fresh air.

We scooted over towards the fence that protects the historic helicopters and to avoid any scowls from the Museum staff, (as we got a good look at those outside the hanger for free) I told him that a policeman would come and tell us off, if we went any further!

I watched in wonder, at the sense of freedom my big boy enjoyed in that hour, running arms outstretched, zooming around being a jet plane, on the great expanse of tarmac.

Simple pleasures!