Theo has discovered that by clutching the hem of my skirt like so, it’s incredibly difficult for me to ignore him.
Also, it’s an odd perspective knowing that I have a son who is only as tall as my knee ;) He’s this complete little personality, his own little man and he’s packaged in this tiny little body, so helpless and needy. I just have to do a double take when I realise just how small he still is. It’s nice to know he’s long off growing up and I am still very much needed.
I’d like to say that’s not my Peach barefooted and refusing to walk or make eye contact in the middle of a busy shopping centre…
buuuut… it is.
It’s so much easier not to judge the parents of that wild child out at the shops when you’ve walked that path yourself. When you know it’s their teeth/they’re tired/they’re angry and not that you’ve raised a little terror. Of course, as your standing there watching your little sunshine behave like this you begin to wonder about your parenting too!
I have been paying my niece, Zali (10) to visit one day a week and be a ‘mothers helper’. I don’t think I have ever spent $20 so well. She wakes up early when the babies do and plays with them till I wake, tidies the playroom, plays with Priya, helps me with crazy craft ideas I’ve had and is wonderful company boot! Today we decided to take a print of Theo bears foot. Didn’t turn out as well as we’d hoped but it’s still going on the wall. I wanted to document the task and asked Zali to show me Theo’s foot. While she was lifting him up I caught this moment between the two of them and it made me so, so thankful my sister had kids before me! I love this girl and so does my boy.