12 October 2015
His many moods before bedtime. He smiles, laugh out loud. See what his sister is up to, and when he is in trouble, he stands very still, looking at me, trying a smile, and then just stair again, until I smile too, and then he seems to be all full of energy again. It’s so easy to make him laugh. Even when he cries, he laughs. I’m not even joking. It’s like he knows he is guilty of being silly and gives a few laughs in between his cries. Oh why do they have to grow up?