Have I mentioned before how much my mom loves Windsor?
Well she does.
And my sister in law was kind enough to remind us that the Olympic torch was coming through Windsor Tuesday afternoon, so on a whim, we decided to go to Windsor yesterday, have lunch and watch the torch relay.
After a nice lunch, we walked down past the castle to the Long Walk, where we decided to make our little base.
The weather here has been acting a bit bipolar lately; hot one minute and raining the next. Thankfully, during the wait, the weather wasn’t too bad and Josh was able to run around and play on the grass.
And I would like to draw attention to the fact that despite my fiercely American leanings, I was more than happy to let Josh run around in a “team GB” t-shirt that Grandma bought for him.
As long as he cheers for the right team once the Olympics actually start, it’s fine.
The whole time we were waiting, we really only had one big downpour, so for five minutes or so we huddled together under the umbrella.
Josh wasn’t too happy about having to put his jacket on. I’ve given up even trying to put a hat, let alone a hood on him.
The sun came back out soon enough though.
Just enough time to snap a photo of Josh on the path before the runners came.
Josh looked like he was practicing his running too.
That boy just never sits still.
But at least I got a cute photo.
Finally the torch arrived.
And ran past.
And in the blink of an eye it was gone.
If you sneezed, you might have missed it.