16/52

"A portrait of my boys, once a week, every week, in 2013"

Roc, his face showing no fear despite the dizzying heights he insisted I push his swing.

Hame. No poker face, this one. Thrilled to bits with being so high in the sky. 

Joining Jodi here

15/52

"A portrait of my boys, once a week, every week in 2013"

Late. But done.

Hame. He loves playing trains and he makes up the most magnificent adventures for them. 

Roc. His hair is platinum blonde.

Afternoon tea at the park down the hill.

Joining in with Jodi.

Cray cray

Roc, last week, when at our local shopping centre, you needed to go to the loo. So, off we went. Into the ladies.

You looked at the black picture synonymous with female amenities the world over, and asked what it was.

I explained it was the female bathrooms, and you could tell because the triangle was supposed to be a skirt.

You were quite perplexed at this, and wanted me to confirm that boys wear skirts too. I said they could, but in all honesty, it wasn't something you would see around that often, for no particularly good reason.

You came back - quick as lightening - with "But what about in Scotland mama? Boys wear skirts in Scotland. They're called kilts."

Yes, darling, that's right. They do!

"And in ummm mustin? countries? Is it mustin? They have dresses there."

Yes, darling, in muslim countries, men do wear long clothing that looks a bit like a dress.

"And in Fiji and other places? Boys have skirts there."

Yes, my darling, you amazing boy. They do.

"Ohhhhh, so it's just in Australia that it's cray-cray."

Yes, my darling. It is.

I love you, my beautiful, inquisitive, clever little three year old. I hope your open-mindedness remains untarnished by this cray-cray world.

14/52

"A portrait of my boys, once a week, every week in 2013"

Hamish. Golden light and a wild field of grass. Pure happiness.

Roc. NO MORE PHOTOS MAMA. STOP!

Poor kids. They have to put up with a camera in their faces at least every day. And because I'm still working it all out, there is a fair bit of 'direction' being sent their way. Stand there. No there. Face this way. No, this way. Stop smiling like that. Stop moving! Stay still for one second. Oh, ok. I'll put the camera away.

Anyhow, I know these photos are not technically great, but I loved experimenting at this time of day. I love the colour of that golden light, and the halos it creates around my  babies' heads.

As ever, joining in with Jodi's 52 project.