Sons on Sunday

After AM church, I met up with one of my favourite little boys, the son of a friend and work colleague.

After PM church, we met up with our eldest son, as he was preaching down in his church in Wimbledon. He spoke so so well and miraculously has learnt to keep his arms still despite his great enthusiasm as he teaches Gods word.

We found it funny that these 2 sons of ours, and Elbows, were wearing the same maroon sweatshirt.

We then had a late supper with my big brother (& LongLegs’ boss) & some of his family.

A really good Sunday indeed.