A sunny afternoon, I visited your school and took a bus back home with you, my son.
You were a bit tired after the three-day-camp, yet we talked a lot on the bus until you felt asleep on my shoulder. I am so thankful to the Lord that I have the privilege to walk beside you and listen closely to the whispers from your heart.
This is one of the golden afternoons that I will remember for life.
2 thoughts on “Afternoon”
private time with each kid, isn’t it really important! love how you captured it with words and pics. :)
wish my son will still have the patience to talk to be when he’s the age of arthur!
Thanks Amy. I’m pretty sure that with such a wonderful mom like you, your son will have the patience to talk to you no matter how old he is!