Father and Son

Amongst my favourite photos of the wee man is an ad hoc series taken with his dad. The first was taken when Mr M was only three months old. We were at the beach. The day was very grey. The sea was the colour of lead. But in the photo, taken in the days before we had a digital camera, there is J standing up to his knees in the water with a tiny, behatted boy peering over his shoulder.

This is the second in the series. It was taken on a visit to Adelaide on Father's Day 2006. We had just bought the hat Mr M is wearing as a Father's Day gift for J. I don't know who was proudest: Mr M to be wearing the hat or J to have a son who wanted to wear it.


And here is the third in the series. I took it last weekend at the Toy and Rail Museum in Leura in the Blue Mountains. The two boys are watching a pair of electric trains run around a little track. They are both entranced.

I think I'll keep taking photos of the two of them when they aren't looking. We'll see how long the hand-holding and arm slung casually around a shoulder lasts. And we'll see how long it takes for the wee man to tower over his dad.