My moaning yesterday must have worked, its glorious out there today. James phoned this morning and asked if we wanted to go out to toddler gymnastics. I was planning on taking Isobel out for lunch, which would've been disastrous for the diet, so he did me a favour really diverting me elsewhere. We had fun at the gym, then I suggested we went to the park for ice creams. Of course, when we got there it was only shut, and you know what toddlers are like when they have an idea stuck in their head. We turned around and went to Wat Tyler park instead, got some lunch and an ice cream in the cafe, then played in the park for an hour.