I've been in a contemplative mood as of late and I'm not sure why. What did we used to do with our time before Kien? What did my life used to look like? When Jef and I became "we" back in 2004 I was pretty sure and Jef was pretty definite there was going to be no pitter patter of little feet in our household. That was also when I used to spend $150 every 6 weeks on hair maintenance - how ridiculous!
We worked in Albany together, and most days we would nip home for our lunch break.
We were carefree, and went to concerts - like BDO where I saw Shihad play live for the first time, and where we heard our favourite song of the moment rocked out by The D4 in Japanese.
I actually do know why I've been thinking about what was and is now. A friend at work has been going to lots of concerts lately and has been telling me all about the bands he sees - the latest gig being the Adults. Anyway, to cut a long story short all this reminiscing of the old days has made me realise that I've come a long way to get here, and I am a lot happier now, and definitely more grounded. I know the feeling of love like I've never known before, and that makes where I am now so much more worthwhile than anything leading up to this point.
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I know I keep harping on about the sunshine but I really can't help myself when Auckland turns out another stunning winter's day with clear blue skies and not a hint of overcast in sight (OK, maybe just a little bit in the distance). Even the crispness in the air doesn't bother me when the weather is this lovely, and I layered Kien up to the hilt and went walking both morning and afternoon today.
After much to-ing and fro-ing with breakfast want/don't want/want we finally were out the door by 9:30am. Our first stop was to get passport photos taken for Kien...that was an ordeal! A good cling and cry later we got a perfect shot - and I would post the picture here but I didn't take a shot of it whilst the sun was out, so I'll post a picture of the whole passport when we finally get one.
We then went to Ponsonby library, and they were having a story-time session. Kien however was not interested in story-time. He went on a rampage pulling books off shelves and yelling if I tried putting them back. So I coaxed him out the door and promptly left.
My little guy is now almost 19 months old, and he knows how to throw a wobbly, big time! I won't go into the details of what happened today because a re-count of the episode would just be boring - so all I'll say is that it went on for half an hour. Oh boy, don't let this sweet face fool you.
After a nice long nap I bundled Kien up again, we meandered the streets of Herne Bay and made our way to Point Erin park.
I am often surprised at Kien's physical abilities; he climbs so effortlessly, and he'll go down any slide.
Playgrounds are such a haven for kids, and sanctuary for parents to let their kids burn around and let off some steam. Kids seem to have boundless energy - well my child does, anyway.
This little guy is pretty observant; he points out every helicopter or airplane he sees, or hears.
He's also drawn to anything that looks unusual or different - like the cobweb on the tree trunk.
I really enjoyed our day, and I'm sure all the things I did back then (when) we can still do now - we are just a lot more responsible and as well as having to be organised!
