We’ve just spent the day at my niece’s property, working hard in the fresh air that can only be an autumn day in country Victoria.
It was a day for all the family to help out and try and get her house ready for winter. My partner spent a good part of the day, knocking out a ceiling, patching up the roof, and moving large amounts of plasterboard around the house.
My son and I spent it outside – yes the entire day, without TV or music, just him and me working at tending the fire that had been built to burn some of the wood that had been piling up under the trees on her property. The dangerous stuff that if left for summer, would become a fire hazard.
Now as any parent or guardian of an active six year old would know, this task taxed my multi skilling ability – my one eye on the fire, one eye on where my son was, and one eye on the wood I was busy collecting to boot.
But what I learnt, and this is another lesson my son has taught me, he respects me enough not to go near the fire, that he truly wanted to help me, and enjoyed the time that we two had together.
We sat and watched the flames together, quietly at times, and he would shush me if I spoke, he told me we both needed quiet thinking time. And so we sat together in a rare silence, that doesn’t exist at home, where the radio, or the cd player or the television is always playing. It was just the pair of us, enjoying each other’s company. And I wondered again, how lucky I was to have this magical little person in my life, who is as wise as the hills sometimes, and who loves a good laugh too when Mum tells funny stories of my parents…..
The children we have, are just passing through, for they grow too soon into adults. So I will enjoy these days with him, and spend the time marvelling again at how incredibly special he is to me.