My son wakes from his nap. I can hear him in his cot, gooing and giggling at himself. I creep up the hallway to see whether he is likely to go back to sleep, but he hears me instead. I can see him wiggling and smiling, just waiting for me to come and get him. I pick him up and kiss the softness of his exposed skin, he doubles himself up into a ball and laughs, long and loud.
Smiling, I carry him out into the lounge room and lay him down on the floor. A moment later, I lay down too. I kiss his stomach while he laughs at me and we roll around and around, playing and laughing. He loses interest and starts to climb up against the couch, standing on his two feet. Racing to grab the camera, an idea for a blog post pops into my head ‘Mobility in pictures’.
Setting up the camera, I snap a test shot or two before Isaac notices me. He drops to all fours and crawls towards the camera. Slowly I crawl backwards, however it’s been a long time since I crawled and my son, he is much faster than I am. Giggling madly he catches me and I have to hide the camera as he tries to eat it.
I distract him, trying to get him to stand up so I can photograph it. He obliges, just as the camera goes dead.
Flat battery.
As Isaac hauls himself to standing again and looks around for his praise, I’m rummaging through my handbag, looking for the spare battery I know is in there. Successful, I snap it into the camera and turn it on.
Nothing.
I suspect this battery is dodgy, seeing as how it was in the camera that got a bath.
Sighing, I give up on the idea of a photo blog and instead find the battery chargers so that I can take photos tomorrow.
I sit down to write and Isaac spots me, crawling up to stand at my knee and whine while I write. After he bites my knee for the second time, I give up (again) on the idea of getting any work done. Soggy knee’d, I lay back down to play.
My children clamber all over me while I write blog posts and chapters of books in my head. Sadly, I can’t magically transport the words from my head to my computer and so later, when they’re sleeping, I will have to transcribe them.
But for now, we’re playing on the floor.
This post made me smile. Lots. xox
Wonderful!
Beautiful.
That was a lovely post and go Isaac. You’re in trouble Mummy!
Love. It’s hard sometimes to put the words on the backburner and just enjoy the moment you’re in, but it’s wonderful when you manage it, isn’t it?
It’s almost like you’re spying on me and my little baby. Did this all happen at 6 a.m. too?
Very beautiful.
What a fantastic day.
That sounds a lot like my life too. Ahh we should be neighbours! *sigh*
he is growing up so quickly..
sounds cute..
Cai is 1 in 3 days..
Dont u just hate when that happens!
Clever boy! I could just steal him, he would make an excellent play mate for Emily.
Playing on the floor is awesome. My girl might be ten now, but we still do it sometimes. Otherwise, it’s me and the doggie…
:] Loved this post! Post pics later.
Rolling on the floor, playing and laughing. That’s the best way to spend an afternoon. sucks about the camera batteries though. Next time you’re buying one, get two. Or three. Stash them somewhere safe.
Loved this post. This sounds like one of my days!
Yes! Yes! and YES! Ever notice how the words flow perfectly inside your own head, but hours later when the kids are in bed, the perfect words just aren’t there? Or is that just me?
Once upon a time! Ah! Memories. Thanks for taking me back