Too much time in the family tree

I'm a bit jealous of Stick Man. Yes, I know he gets chased by a dog, used as a mast for a silly old flag and nearly burnt in the fireplace. But he goes to the beach, sails out to sea and even rides on Santa's sleigh. We, on the other hand barely go anywhere at the moment and are spending all of our time in the family tree.

We based some of our learning around Stick Man today as Gil is reading it at school, and Ferdy still loves all the Julia Donaldson books.

Ferdy rewrote some of the phrases as fronted adverbials:

And Gil looked for words he can read using his new sounds this week, like hook and soot, and copied some out.

I'm not sure this is quite how you spell Stick Man, Gil.

Desperate to leave the family tree, we headed out to the Arboretum on the trail of the man himself.

It was icy cold as it's pretty exposed at the Arboretum but we wore trousers, waterproof trousers, three layers underneath our coats, gloves and hats, and we were fine and it only started raining as we reached the end. The trail took us through woodland, along the stream, past the lake, over bridges and ended in a mini assault course. Almost as exciting as Stick Man's adventure...

At the weekend we decorated our own family tree with Beano characters...