The helicopter

Blip as chosen by Reuben and Callum.

Reuben, shattered from the hours of swimming yesterday, oh and getting back to life in full swing less than a week out of intensive care, came home from school sleepy. I put him to bed at 3pm and it's now 9pm and he's just awoken (that I can tell by the giggles emerging from the stairwell, proud as punch no doubt that he's put his glasses and hearing aid back on and set the volume control of the latter). Thankfully he's not one to enjoy night parties, so back he goes to bed. Meanwhile, Callum and I snapped some pics in the garden. Just 9 minutes yielded some beauties.

I love everything about this in its simplicity, the unusually sleek hair on my ever scruffy boys) and the little finger rising).