Bacon rolls

Exactly a year ago today, Kieron and I went for a walk on the beach. I took my camera (thank God) and Kieron laughingly called our walk 'a photo op'. Sometimes, we would take the same route with Kieron on his bike, but this time we decided to walk.
We live near the beach anyway, but decided to be lazy and drive to the beach and walk along the promenade.
On the cliff top is a meandering walkway of grassy slopes and Kieron pushed his way through the bushes surrounding the 'maze', while I took the sensible route. Kieron ran up and down the grassy slopes, occasionally deciding to slide down on his bum as it was delightfully muddy and slippery. We took pictures of each other and headed down to the promenade.
We walked down a slope, with a railing at the end and I tried to sit on it and go upside down. Kieron was a bundle of laughter as I tried and gave up, before he showed me how it's done.
I was taking a photo of Kieron, with the sea as a backdrop,when a sweet lady offered to take one of both of us. I am so glad she did as this is the last photo of us together.
We walked along. Kieron getting confused and thinking he was a dog, as he ran ahead and turned back, before running ahead again. We wrote on walls with chalk and giggled at the ruder chalky postings.
Every time there was a bollard in the way, Kieron leapfrogged over it. An action that never ceased to annoy his older brother when he was out with us as it embarrassed him for some reason. I kept telling Kieron to be careful as I was worried that he would misjudge it and fall and hurt himself.
Halfway through our walk, I decided that we would stop and get a bacon roll for Kieron at the beach cafe. Our usual cafe was closed so we headed off to the next bay to the cafe there for sustenance, deciding to sit outside as it was such a beautiful day.
Kieron loves bacon, but not bacon fat, unless it's extra crispy, so as I ordered, he checked to make sure that I had ordered a CRISPY bacon roll along with his hot chocolate.
Food arrived, was bitten into and immediately the roll was opened up and inspected.
'Mum, it's fatty' came the howl of dismay before asking me to sort it out by pulling out the offending fat.
So. tummy full of fatless bacon and hot chocolate we headed back to the car.
As we walked along and talked about the hugely important topics in Kieron's world, we came along a pile of dog poo. Yes, Kieron had to stare at it and was fascinated by it's perfect shape. He grabbed the camera and took a photo of it..'That can be my profile pic on facebook' he stated with the earnestness that comes with age. 'Hmm, do you think that's sensible?' I queried even though I knew that to a 10 year old boy, it was completely sensible. I was given one of those 'oh mum' looks of which Kieron is a master.
To get from the promenade to the cliff top, we could either climb a gentle but long slope or a multitude of steps. Kieron decided to take the steps and ended up helping me by pulling me along and laughing that I was getting old, before running ahead again to beat me to the car.
When we got home, Kieron ran indoors shouting out to his brother that he had eaten a bacon roll and seen the 'most awesome pile of dog poo ever'. He looked at the photo with admiration and giggles, a typical, perfect little boy. My perfect little boy, even though he is obsessed by dog poo.