Anyway, the weather has been shocking over the last few days which led to postponement of a couple of shoots. But was I allowed to lie on the sofa, drink beer and scratch my bits? Oh no, had to get the camera out and photograph my own progeny (great word).
The wee man, Cairn, turned 2 last week and he got his first bike. Think I was about 8 before I got a bike, even that was made out of old fish boxes and Ford Anglia parts.
Here he is.
He needs to work on the smile though; that’s a little sinister.
Of course this is how my children always are. They never fight, bite, throw books, cups, tractors at each other. They never kick, push each other off heights, steal from each other etc. They are wee angels.*
* Statement is false.