Jack and Katrina's Place

There is something special about watching a child see something for the first time, and the other morning I got to experience it. Guy and I have a little routine in the morning, we go downstairs and make Katrina a hot milo. While we wait for the milk to heat in the microwave we step out onto the deck (if the wind is below 20knots!) and take in the early morning scene. Guy is developing a sharp eye and often greets the morning commuter train with an outstretched arm as it rumbles across the bridge in the valley. The other morning after the train had disappered round the curve, Guy looked up and raised his arm again in the combined pointing/grasping motion with which he indicates interest. I realised he was looking at the moon for the first time. In a heartbeat his little face flickered from a frown of concentration, to astonshiment and then he turned to me with a little squeal of delight, the realisation that there was such a beautiful thing as a crescent moon in the pre dawn sky. Sorry I can only describe it in words, but here are some photos of Guy the serious trying brocoli for the first time, and experimenting with a bubble beard.