The privilege of being a parent…

One of the many wonderful privileges of being a parent is watching new skills form, watching your child grow and change and conquer something that yesterday was beyond them and today… they have mastered it.

It is a true privilege to watch a person grow right before your eyes.

This was Bo today with stacking her wooden shapes. She couldn’t do it and then all of a sudden… she could.


And she was SO proud.

PIN ITSo was I.

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  • February 3, 2013 - 7:59 pm

    Abeer - Her SO PROUD picture makes me so proud of her too! 🙂ReplyCancel

    • February 3, 2013 - 8:46 pm

      Sash - That makes me smile so much! <3ReplyCancel

  • February 3, 2013 - 8:10 pm

    Auntie Tracey - So wondrous and amazing!!

    Auntie TraceyReplyCancel

    • February 3, 2013 - 8:45 pm

      Sash - Isn’t it just!! Miss you Trace xoReplyCancel

  • February 3, 2013 - 9:08 pm

    Jenn - OMG! That picture captures it all 🙂 I’m soo proud! hehe

    She looks so unsure until it all stays in place!! I love it 🙂 xoReplyCancel

  • February 5, 2013 - 5:02 pm

    fertility diet for middle aged men - Looking at the picture makes me so proud too! How amazing it is to see our child grow and watching their skills form. Beautiful pictures!ReplyCancel

  • February 5, 2013 - 6:26 pm

    Rachel - Awesome photo sequence! What a precious moment to capture.ReplyCancel

  • February 6, 2013 - 5:21 am

    Breaking the silence: On being a single parent. | Inked in Colour - […] The other night Bo woke at 10pm and wouldn’t go back to sleep so I got her up and snuggled with her on the couch in front of a movie. She was so beautiful. She sat eating peanut butter on toast. Licking her fingers and talking to me very seriously in her own language, every now pausing and raising her eyebrows at me… as if to say, do you understand mama, are you hearing me? And I would say, yes of course. She would then start giggling and shouting at the people on the TV. And it was such a perfect moment. I looked at her and I could see a glimpse of the little girl she is going to be and I wish her dad had been here to see her. To share in the absolute joy that she is. I wish I had someone to truly share those moments with. The moments of pride. […]ReplyCancel

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