my boys...

Like most mothers, I regularly search my son's face looking for many things - from the realistic to the ridiculous. A hint of my features, a confirmation that he'll grow to be a good man, a natural ability with maths and a keen interest in sport - unlike me.

I'd come to the conclusion that, looks wise at least, he is the double of me when I was a baby. Then along comes a photo like this where he is just clearly the double of his daddy.

My new conclusion is this: if he looks so like me as a baby, yet SO like Bry, then I must've been a very strange looking baby!

This picture was taken after a long day of sunshine and smiles. The cottage had a little rusty ride on toy which we decided to give Arlo a shot of. He absolutely loved it and spent hours laughing and shouting with glee. We had sore cheeks by the end of the day.