Spending time outdoors during the golden hour has been so much easier since Jamie started to walk. He’s just like one of the big boys now: strolling around, inspecting leaves on the ground, drawing on the driveway with chalk, shovelling pebbles into a bucket, peeking at the ants, and dragging a shovel along behind him. It’s so wonderful to watch the three of them running around and playing with each other like the best of friends.
Sometime last week, I prepared some peanut butter on toast for the boys for afternoon tea, and served it up with some tomato and cheese. Our boys love their cheese and their toast (though getting them to eat the crust is still an art form that we have yet to perfect), which is just fine with me considering how easy it is to prep both! Can you see that a fork is missing from the ‘after’ shot? 10 points for anyone who can work out where it’s gone…
There are days when I ache for these three to remain little boys forever. More than anything, I yearn to protect them from ever being hurt. I want to wrap them up in my arms, and envelope them for all time. But seeing as that is not possible, I shall be content with watching, listening and savouring as they learn, love and live each day.
You can read more of our golden hour story here.
(Linking up with Jess.)
- The golden hour story begins You know what the best time of the day is for our family? It’s in the afternoon, somewhere around four o’clock. I love everything about that time of the day. The light is golden. Angus is home from preschool, and...