Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Dabbler, no more and crawling.

1. Alec squatting down to dabble his stick in a puddle. I love those feet flat on the ground -- I hope he never loses the ability to sit back on his heels.

2. There will come a time when I will realise that Alec is not going to ask me to sing Sleepy Train ever again. I was tired and grumpy at bedtime, but I remembered this just in time.

3. When I come back from washing my hands I discover that a rather cross Bettany has crawled almost to the kitchen in search of me.

1 comment:

  1. Lovely comments as usual. The reflection in number 2 keeps happening. Still got our third at home, just turning 20 this weekend, and remind myself of all the wonderful things he helps us with (like digging ponds, and helping us hugely each time we have to move house) when he gets a bit grumpy. Lots of love to you all.


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