NORTHERN PLANNER

 
My little boy is 18 months old and while I miss him as a baby sometimes, it feels really special right now, partly because we're communicating. He understands what I'm saying and amidst his own gibberish are proper words and even half formed sentences.

But it's the things we get to do together now that I really love, like when we're sat on the sofa and he clambers down to get a book, hauls himself back up to read it together, then clambers down to go through the whole process again and again. The mayhem in the bath (to the eternal frustration of his Mother). There's the endless running in the park, chasing Daddy and chasing him, until he's tired and the little arms reach out to be picked up.

It's exhausting, but he's the most fun I've ever had. Wonder what number 2 will be like?