10th March 2018
It was a day for the family, I hadn’t seen Ethan for a few weeks, and was excited to see how he’d changed.
I was warned he would be a little grumpy, but undeterred, I wanted to see the little fella.
Damian had just returned from the Geneva Motor Show, and with flight delays, and motorway maintenance he got home at five in the morning, so wasn’t at his best.
Ethan let his mood show as soon as I arrived, he hurled his Postman Pat van across the room. This was followed by most of his other toys, and any attempts to pacify him was met with burst of incomprehensible words, and more toys becoming airborne. It is times like these when I remember when my own boys had their moods, there was never any point in getting angry, unless they broke something valuable, it was letting them vent whatever was troubling them.
Patiently I rebuilt the farm, and collected the animals scattered around, placing them in the scene. Ethan would watch, and attempt to decimate everything again. I would divert his attention to the train set, and slowly his facial expression changed from the intense frown to a slight smile. I was recreating my own childhood playing with his toys and making car noises. I could have spent the whole afternoon playing by myself, but in the end he was back to his old cheeky self, stuffing the animals into the barn whether they would fit or not.
I love the opportunity to get away from the crazy world, and just for a brief time indulge in a place of innocence.
Another Lifetime to go 