My son and I spend our days together. After the hustle and bustle of getting his big sister off to school, the day is ours. Sometimes it's busy, with lists of things to do, appointments and shopping... all of this with my son on my hip asking questions and protesting loudly when he's had enough.
Other days are spent much more peacefully. It doesn't have to be complicated with Charlie. Throwing driftwood into the water to see how big the splashes are, a coffee date on The Drive, or a walk in the park. I love this special time with him...
He's at that age, so inquisitive, so curious and so astounded by the world. His one word statements are turning into sentences, and our conversations growing longer as I learn more and more of what goes on in his sweet little head. These are the days.
As I'm writing this, he's carefully balancing two "coffees" on a tray, intent on serving me this sweet treat while I'm working. I love this little man.
