life's not fair

when you are 3 and have a brother and a sister. The tears didn't last long, but someone said something to me a few weeks ago about how rosie life seems, which it is, but probably not quite as much as my photos make out given I usually ask for smiles and rarely photograph the conflict. Love his blue eyes. He gave his knee a good bash when falling off his bike too today, but is being unusually stoic, probably something to do with the promise of N taking him swimming at lunchtime, and going to visit his friends this afternoon for some playtime. Welcome weekend.