Penshurst Place

Our Saturday was beautiful. It was a day that made me think that maybe all of the hard that we've been through has been worth it. 

We drove a short 15 minutes away from our house. And we entered a beautiful English countryside with a beautiful house from the 1300s and adjoining gardens.

The babies were happy. The hubs was happy. And the gardens and house were almost completely empty except for us. 

 We walked through the gardens, while Livvy ran, sat and searched for treasures in the perfectly sculpted bushes. 

Jude mostly stayed snuggled and contented in his stroller (and 20 layers of warmth).

The grounds were amazing, and the entire time I was there I was in disbelief that we were actually walking around such a historical, beautiful place. 

...And Livvy was really excited to see some grass and dirt =).

At the end of the day, Lincoln and I were both in shock. We had experienced a non-stressful, happy, priceless day together as a family. I can't wait to have many, many more Saturdays just like this one.

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This family is glad that we live in Kent, the "Garden of England".