Nearly a decade in the past, I shared my buddy Sharon’s idea…
“Each grownup has an age of kid that they’re particularly good with,” she mentioned — and I nonetheless take into consideration this on a regular basis. My buddy Gemma loves holding new child infants, whereas I at all times really feel a wave of despair remembering these powerful early days. I am keen on a wacky three- or four-year-old with their magical pondering and virtually right phrases (Toby used to say “masimoto” as an alternative of bike), however Alex has informed me that he prefers the preteen years since you’ll be able to have deeper conversations and watch films you each like (I don’t disagree!).
Listed below are a couple of pictures of various ages:
I reduce the boys’ hair myself, and so they nonetheless look candy as pie.
Anton had simply informed me, “Peonies are my favourite flower and likewise each kind of flower.”
Toby was not allowed to get a pretzel from the pretzel truck. I want I may return in time and get him one!
The look in his eyes, haha.
An ideal Sunday itinerary, no notes.
The boys cheering me up after I had the flu.
What about you? Is there an ages you particularly love? Or stay up for? I’m so curious to listen to…
P.S. What shocked me about preteens, and what age hole do your youngsters have?
