Sit Quietly

You’re asleep on me. Your head rests heavily on my shoulder, one arm loosely around my neck, the other heavy and limp by my side. You’re snoring. It’s 3.55pm on...

Building Towers

The 2nd November 2013 was a good day. Your Mum was out doing errands and I was left looking after you. You’ve quite liked Mega Blocks (cheap lego type bri...

Feet

One day you’ll be an old man Lawrie. And yet today, I’m stroking your beautiful, tiny, perfect two-year-old feet as I give you your evening bottle. ...

Being small

Sometimes when I’ve been having a bad time or am feeling low, I’ve gone outside and looked at the stars and the universe. There are billions of gala...