Secretly I'm loving the extra time spent with him.
We go for groceries, and he talks rubbish.
He's growing away from me in his head, and I'm not quite ready for it.
Plus, who would carry the cat litter?
|End of Primary school disco|
|Josh, neice and I|
|The family that grooms together stays together|
|That tiny boy with a kite seems like another life time ago|
We could never have loved the earth so well if we had had no childhood in it. ~George Eliot