Crown and Bough

Sunday, 17 September 2017


"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2017."

Afon: waiting patiently for his eggs at our diner.

Roan: glued to the spot, for some reason.  Eating his Jammy Dodger.

Afon has come a long incredibly in only two weeks at his new school.  He is asking for things outright instead of grunting or expecting us to intuit, which makes cooperation between us all so much smoother.  I've been able to sit down with him and sing and play hand games and tickle him, while keeping his attention!

Roan starts playgroup tomorrow, but it is not his first time on the playground.  Roan has started spitting on his cuts and booboos.  The instinct to treat wounds with saliva must be a primal one.

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