Saturday, 21 August 2010

A Secret

Instead of cleaning the bathroom I crept down the hallway and watched them through the crack in the living room door.

They were afloat on a sea of sofa cushions in the middle of the floor, John absorbed in his toys and James absorbed in his son.

I lingered for a while listening to James' gentle, encouraging patter, and watching John learn how to play.

I've been trying to lock the memory up safely like a secret but its been seeping out in smiles all day.


  1. What a precious few minutes that was. Blogging this will help you remember. I've looked back in my archives and found treasure.

  2. He saying 'C'mon Dad...this is how you do a bench me and learn...'