This is a quick post about a walk to the beach and an emotional present.
We decided to walk down to the beach today, no stroller, just the 3 of us walking to the beach for the first time. It was special to have the little man holding our hands and walking with us. The reward was to play. No camera this time, just the old mobile.
Daddy put water in the bucket and Boeta decided to wash the rocks.
It did not take long for him to find his way to the pools and start tossing rocks into the water. It also did not take long for the pants to become drenched as he wanting to stand in the water and lost his balance once or twice while throwing the rocks, which got bigger and bigger.
It was a lovely morning with our son at the beach and just another reminder that the little man is growing and learning. Every moment is special for us now.
Talking about special, daddy got a late birthday present today. An oil painting of Boeta, when he was 16 months old, which got both mom and dad in tears. Flash photo, not really the way to go, but we wanted to share.
There is a lot in this painting. Firstly, it is our son, enough to get any parent crying. he is also a wonderful mix of nearly all of our extended family, having something noticeable from his grandparents, aunts and uncles. He also looks at a flower with great significance to mom, as it comes from her parents, which are no longer with us. The photo was taken for mom, on her birthday, when she was away in the USA for 3 weeks. It has now come full circle back to dad as a painting. Finally, the painting was done by his godmother. He was 16 month old.
An emotional end to a lovely day.