|Three year old Riem fast asleep in my arms....|
I thought you might be interested to see what Riem looks like this year....
|Oh my!! We've both changed, haven't we?|
Riem isn't my little baby any more, and he's not 'into' being rocked to sleep these days. He's a sweet little four year old boy now, full of the wonder and unbridled energy that abounds in those budding years where innocent young minds are still untainted by the fears, limitations and constraints that come with growing up. Fortunately for me, he fell asleep during meditation a few days ago, so I got to hold him for a short while, reminiscent of our quiet hours together last year.
Happily, Honour Village has another darling little boy who's not quite three.
Most of the time, he's a little fireball, and typical of this age, he gets cranky when he's running out of steam. Yesterday he started to cry and fuss, so I thought I'd try my magic on him. I scooped him into my arms, and carried him over to the swing set, where we rocked back and forth until his eyelids finally drooped and he drifted off into lullabye land.
And just to confirm that I hadn't lost my touch, he did exactly what Riem did last year.......He heaved a deep sigh, and peed all over me. Yep, it was that same warm feeling, all over again...