Sailing to Russia

Oh how I love these days at sea, today, enroute to St Petersburg, Russia.
A long lay in, a leisurely breakfast, a frolic in the pool and an afternon nap for the boys, together here.

Calm Callum will always kick up a fuss when he's tired, but Reuben, you lull yourself into such an inner calm and I can never recall you fighting sleep, instead, willing it to wash over you, to overwhelm you, to fall into sleep's warm and cosy arms.

His beauty, to me, is quite mesmerizing here. Gorgeous Reuben.
As you fall to sleep...

Reminds me of one of my favourite poems I wrote for you in your first year, which starts:

When I survey the wonder in your eyes
On bended knee beside your bed at night
And kiss curls frame the face that holds those eyes
You hold that gaze, it sets my heart alight
- Mama, 2008