Some days it can be very hard for me........in fact most Saturdays seem to get harder every time I spend the day with my sons.....
Today, something happened and through something I said, my youngest broke into tears and well to say I felt very guilty is an understatement!!.....but we worked it through and got back on track with our day.....and as usual we went into town for our usual hunt for nothing in particular, it was while we were walking round outside we came across a group of people who were having a jam session with an assortment of drums and other percussion instruments, so like others we stood there and watched, feet tapping along to the rhythm going on.....then a woman came up to us and handed my youngest son and me a shaker and a maraca, so without thinking the 2 of us looked at each other and just joined in, and for the next 20 minutes we just let our hair down and jammed along with the rest.......and at one point my son Ethan handed me the maraca he had and started to play one of the drums....... and boy...could he play...he just let his little heart get well and truly lost in the rhythm .....And in all this time, my eldest son sat there watching in amazement!!!.
When the session ended, one of the organizers who was also playing along commented on just how well she thought Ethan had done and said he was a natural. I was not only completely blown away by the whole jam session but by just how well Ethan had done!!
But as I say.....even though that was maybe one of my proudest moments of this year it was also very hard, yet again for me to say goodbye to them when I took them back home, knowing it will be another 2 weeks before I will see them again..............................................................
Dammit.......I MISS THEM!!!