We have tried to get into the Olympic spirit. I was lucky enough to be able to watch the flame go down the river from the window at my work on Friday.
And then after work I picked Kit up from the childminder and we headed into Bromley, to meet some friends, with the intention of watching the opening ceremony on the big screen at Queens Mead Rec. The Bromley churches had organise a great family event to help the community join together to watch the ceremony. Kit enjoyed making a medal, bouncing on more than one bouncy castle and free cake and ice-cream. Despite the excitement and the sugar boost, he didn't make it to stay awake to see anything past the flyover.
We went home and I enjoyed the rest in the warmth and dry. And we attempted some more Olympic spirit making a torch in the Glades shopping centre over the weekend.
I have plans to try to inspire the Olympic legacy into Kit at the swimming pool later in the week. I'll admit I'm a bit fearful of letting him watch any running in case he learns any more tricks, I already struggle to catch him. Maybe in 12 years time I'll have the next Usain Bolt.