Gob Stopping Moments

At the weekend I spent some much needed time with my eldest son. So as daddy and Tink booked tickets to see “How the Lion became King of Tinga Tinga Land” at a local theatre, Stig and I planned a big walk with plenty of time to talk and share. All did not go completely to plan as my recent visitor was rearing his ugly head on Saturday morning. Post a small meltdown on route to the walking spot, involving being trapped in a petrol station for twenty minutes, we had to change direction. A venue closer to home was selected and an empathic nine year old reassured his slightly broken mother that all was well.

Soon all worries were forgotten; boy and I climbed a big hill and explored the ruins of a castle. We then sat on a bench, shared crisps and chocolate, admired the incredible view and discussed how fortunate we are to live in such a beautiful spot. More exploring and taking of photographs, Stig is learning offering to create forward facing and back of head poses, we then made our descent to the Visitors Centre for the area. Stig loves all the information about the local mines, peruses the old memorabilia with intrigue and gets quite excited at the footage of cavers in small dark spaces, exclaiming his desire to join in. On the way back to the car we spot an old fashioned sweet shop and I decide to treat him to something. There is only one thing that Stig desires from this Aladdin’s cave of candy, a gobstopper. His first ever gobstopper.

We covered a wide range of deep and meaningful topics of conversation over the afternoon. There was the one about his brother being on the autistic spectrum and how that was currently affecting him. Then the often discussed and never relenting concerns about birth mum and why she doesn’t write. There was also the sex education chat, which involved me using the words penis and vagina with a child who still talks about Father Christmas. Don’t blame me, school told them everything about baby making at the end of year four, I was just checking he understood and projecting the approachable and nothing to be embarrassed about parent image. Although these are all subjects worthy of our special time together the magic moment, our shared moment was his delight in stuffing the enormous round sugar ball into his mouth and me being by his side for the treat. The image of my son gripping that gobstopper in his teeth, trying not to project luminous yellow saliva down his front as he asks “What colour is it now?”,slurp,  will stay with me forever, it’ll be one of our “Do you remember the time…” moments, a real gob stopping moment.

7 Comments

  1. suzanne whitton October 6, 2012 / 4:24 pm

    What a lovely day you had. He looks so happy. Great to spend time with them one on one like this, I think. Lovely memories and fantastic photos!

  2. marisworld October 7, 2012 / 10:23 am

    Beautiful photos! It’s so important to spend quality time with our children, before we know it they’ll be off on their own, great post and thanks for adding it to #MBPW

    • thepuffindiaries October 7, 2012 / 11:53 am

      Thank you for coming to visit. Did you see how I spent quality time with my other son in Making up for Lost Time, different but just as amazing.

  3. Louise Lloyd October 8, 2012 / 1:42 pm

    I love your photos! We love visiting ruin castles and talking about how it all used to be and what it used to look like. Sounds like you had a lovely day :)

    Found you on the Britmums best blog post X

    • thepuffindiaries October 8, 2012 / 2:06 pm

      Thanks Louise for visiting. Found your blog very moving. Hope you and your family are keeping well. x

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