Daddy why?

Tom can talk... man can he talk. The endless questions... mostly where he already knows the answers. The endless spiral of why...

He and I have had a great day together - well, Tom might not recall it as all great.

The morning was Leith Waterworld; Tom has recently gone armband-free and has a fairly sturdy doggy paddle going on. He is enjoying the freedom and fun of swimming now. The morning was a pleasure.

The afternoon included a cycle ride down the Roseburn Path which was interrupted by a spectacular tumble. The resulting grazed knuckles and serious forehead bump were not received stoically. The Roseburn Path is to blame. Cycle rides are bad ideas.

Today I was a father.