While my kids are busy making time fly, I try to capture the memories they make each day. I want to always remember what it was like to be their mum in these early years. I know it’s going to be one of the best periods of my life.
When Henry was about 18 months, he grew deeply obsessed with the book The Little Yellow Digger. Within a few weeks, I could read it with my eyes closed, which was great because Annie had just been born.
The last page is my favourite. It’s such lovely writing, has a sweet illustration of siblings playing together and I loved how Henry would barely let me get to the last line before saying ‘again, again!’ I’d never seen him love anything so much and that made me love it so much too.
Ever since, I’ve checked op shops for a soft cover version of the book and I finally found it last week for 50c. I bought a simple frame for just $13.50 and will hang it in the hallway. I want to remember our time together with The Little Yellow Digger forever. He won’t always be little but I’ll always be able to see this and remember when he was my special little boy.