Maybe we’ll turn back the hands of time

I mean he really isn’t a Boy anymore.

But he’ll always be my baby boy.

This was him coming in to say night to me after himself and I drove thru to Edinburgh to pick them up at the airport

They have just come back from Prague… white Christmas card stuff and now they are here for a couple of months to plan their next travels … which kicks off with a ‘work’ trip to Costa Rica for the Boy. And Poor Jess gets left behind with us