Or heading out to the mailbox riding on his shoulders. It’s watching you in the garden with the hose, filling up the watering can and gently watering the seedlings that you are growing with your Dad. Your language is so advanced now, but secretly I hope you keep saying cue-ka-number (your sister’s favourite food) forever. Little guy, you have all the questions! I love the way they offer an insight into your world: “Why are there bees in the trees?” Because they need the flowers to make honey.” “Ah yes! I see, Mum, honey for our toast!” I love witnessing the moment something “clicks” and the pleasure this gives you, and in turn me. Their little legs and nappy clad bottom, padding off into another room for the first time, the words that come slowly at first but then tumble out of their mouths in a river. There is nothing greater than watching your children attain mastery. I love the way your laugh bubbles nervously as the goats reach for your fingers. And while I’ll never lack for an adrenaline rush while you’re around, you also have a quiet and tender side, especially when feeding the farm animals. And you’ll always find the biggest tree too adventure is your Middle Name. Higher and higher you climb up the nearest tree. Faster and faster you shriek from your bike (while I plan out the fastest route to the A&E). Hello, your eyes open and you are ready for it all. There’s no gentle introduction to your waking. My son, it’s your energy and zest for life. When they’re 5, 23, 40, will I still remember the way their freshly minted faces catch the sun? Perhaps I won’t always remember things quite so easily. Between the night waking and the rolling round of another Christmas (and all it encompasses) I need to take stock of all the little gems I love about my children. My babies are growing so fast, they’ll never be exactly as they were today, and time is changing me, too. If you’ve loved a child, in any capacity, you’ll know how fast time slips through your fingers. Then, once they are tucked up in bed, put your photos onto slideshow and marvel at what you have created, because aren’t they just simply amazing? Maybe your journey into parenting has just begun, or maybe your children just walked through your door holding their own kids. Notice the little things that might not be there tomorrow. Given the festive season is upon us, tick tock, I want to inspire you to look at your children these holidays. I look forward to opening the doors into our life through this column and showing you around. I’m originally from Wellington and after 10 years in Auckland, my husband & I moved to Arrowtown, that was 4 years ago, and things have been busy ever since. Did I mention we have a rather bouncy dog as well? Mother to two little buttons, aged 2.5 & 1.
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