a portrait of my children..
olive: tender moments breastfeeding you, my favourite times of the day..
eddie: you were so hurt that your brother asked for some space and didn't want to play, then lost yourself in your own quite lego building time for hours..
harvey: I see the teenager emerging..
james: playing make-believe, your imagination is tireless and infinite..setting up base camp on the back deck..
linking in with Jodi..