Today was a day of growing up, the story book way. It was filled with those magical things of childhood.

Swimming in the morning, splashing and jumping about until exhausted.

Home to help Dad with the BBQ. Racing around the garden in the afternoon sun.

A BBQ lamb lunch with Mum and Dad.

A nap on the couch.

An afternoon snack of Popcorn with Dad and a cartoon.

Making bread with Mum and Dad, mixing all the ingredients and a flour everywhere.

Mixing up his own corn fritters for dinner.

The open door to the spring sun garden over dinner. Running in and out, exploring with a corn fritter in hand.

A shower and beadtime stories.

I’m not sure who enjoyed it more, him or me.