Children

My close friend has now had a second child and one month old she is adorable. And completes a family of a two and a half year old son. I spend happy house with the son going through his books and being shown trucks and figures and lots of cars. I have to build the occasional wooden railway track and the occasional lego house.

The carpets becomes  a car park, the veranda a football field, the hallway a racetrack. Tables are for climbing, chairs are not always useful for sitting and sisters are not always the greatest joy in the house. Books are of course always to be shared, there cannot be a happier moment than a child bringing you a book to share are you have to repeat his or her mispronounced words and explain the picture to their questioning fingers.

I try to remember if I was like this and of course I must have been. I am told I was feral sometimes. All this energy and learning comes to fruition sometime, somewhere. One hopes by the age of ten but usually I think by the age of fifty.

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