This is a face I see many times a day:
With toddlers that’s just the way it is. I’m learning to accept that these bursts of sadness are not a criticism or an attempt to send me mad but a ‘Help me Mummy, I don’t know what to do.’ It is certainly a lot easier to open my arms time and time again when I think of it that way.
Indeed Neirin is very much like the autumn weather we are seeing every day, cloudy one moment, sunny the next. And to illustrate my point here is a series of photos I took in about 10 seconds while Neirin was engaged in one of his favourite tasks, hoovering.
Sad boy (hoover not cooperating)
maybe there’s hope…
sun peeking out…
Of course in a moment the wind can change and we are back to
But the clouds always part revealing blue skies beyond; I’m always looking out for the sun. Because when he shines,