Ankle biter 2 is coming into his own. These next 6 months, we feel, are the magic months- where curiosity and joy prove paramount certainly before the other emotions overwhelm.
What we heard: the laughter of ankle biter 1 as he ran ahead instigating a game of chase
What we tasted: the leftover pulverised bitumen dusting the steps
What we smelled: freshly mowed lawn, the tempting scent of summer
What we touched: the wingtips of a swarm of pigeons as they swooped across Hitchcock style
What we saw: his strong but chubby fingers octopus hold my ring finger to tread down the hill to stop, point and say “Flower”