Walk to the shop before kids

Easy peasy - you simply headed out and walked to the shop, bought your bread and milk, then walked back home. The whole expedition could be over in minutes. You may well have stopped to say 'Hello' to a neighbour on the way, been distracted by magazines and the chocolate aisle before you got to the till; you might have noticed the weather (but only in a 'nice day' or 'oh no it's going to rain - better get my washing in') kind of way, but other than that you simply walked, shopped, went home. Job done. Nothing to write home about.

Walk to the shops after kids

When you want to leave the house with small children there is no such thing as a quick getaway. For a start you need your child to put shoes on before they head out. 'I can do it myself' they cry. (Well....realistically you can't. You'll put them on the wrong feet and you can't do up the zips - but hey - if you're so adamant - go ahead - give it a try.) 
Shoes putting-on successfully negotiated and achieved then there is the all important decision of what to wear/what not to wear (coats generally come into the what not to wear category if it is cold or rainy). 'Mum - I want to wear my tutu/Spiderman costume/swimsuit...' (For god's sake we're just going to the shops to buy bread and milk....).
'Can I take my scooter?' (Oh yes - good plan - that will speed things up...Ok off we go...)
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Two metres later

Your child has given up on the scooter and you have to carry it. This is a job made worse if you also have a baby in a buggy as you have to figure out a way to balance said abandoned scooter on the handlebars and then have to bend in an unnatural position to push the buggy, cursing that you cheerily agreed to taking it in the first place.

Stopping to examine leaves/bugs/cracks in the pavement/dried dog poo

The world is a wondrous place to small children. Everything they spy is exciting and new (or new-ish). And so as you walk along to the shops they stop and examine EVERY tiny thing they spot along the way. 'Oooh look Mummy there's a nice stick'. And you have to greatly admire it's beauty, hold it and then keep it as a treasure. Then they spot a teeny tiny bug and have to stop and watch it make its way along the pavement for about three hours in awe. And then they rush to run over the manhole cover and the bumpy bits (wanting their scooter again at this point to appreciate them fully)......I
t goes on and on and on. They notice every tiny detail along your way. If you have all the time in the world to make this short journey to the shops then this is a magical thing that makes you smile. If you are in a hurry and need to get the job done and back in time to get the other kids for the school pick-up then it is maddening.

Pressing the button for the green man

You've crawled your way with agonising slowness and you've finally reached the crossing. And this is where your walk reaches it's zenith. Pressing the button for the green man is right up there in the top ten thrilling things to do for toddlers. BUT if you get there and (god forbid) someone else has already pressed the button or EVEN WORSE you absentmindedly pressed the button first then all hell can break loose. Top tip - pretend the button needs to be pressed twice to work. Phew meltdown diverted!
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You've made it to the corner shop

Hoorah. You've made it. Now all you need to do is pick up milk and bread and pay - right? But - oh no - first you have to get past the magazine rack and all the alluring plastic tat that are hailed as 'free gifts' (at a mere £3.50).
'Mummy - can I have that Peppa Pig magazine with the free plastic pretendy mobile phone? Pleeeease. I waaaant iiiit''.
And then your little one begs for marshmallows/chocolate buttons/some pretty colourful plastic pegs/an oven scourer (it's so shiny)/ a duster as a blanket for their 'baby plastic pig'....Where you saw the offerings of the corner shop as fairly boring basics and essentials, your little one sees them as a cornucopia of playthings and treasures.
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Home again spotting things along the way

Homeward bound and this journey is harder as your little one is tired and cold in her ill-advised swimsuit, tutu and wellies outfit and you are in a bit of a rush to get home. And it has started raining. But homewards trudge you must. And so you do - promises of Frozen DVD if you get back soon.

You don't know what you'll miss till it's gone

Fast forward a few years and you and your children will walk to the shop on an errand and you will no longer stop to pick up pretty sticks and marvel at bumpy manhole covers and you'll miss it all. Your journey might be quicker but you'll no longer be focused on the pavement and its every crack (in case the bears get you) and you'll look back fondly on those many many wonderful adventures to the shops to buy bread and milk. If only life would remain that simple....