Liam and I haven’t spent allot of time alone together since Layla was born. My husband Shane and I did have him all to ourselves for two and half years so it’s really quite OK.
On the rare occasion that we did have together. I was determined to have one of those magic, mother and son moments.
It was time for a random drive to the sea. We ended up in the sleepy seaside town of Brighton, 19 kilometers north of Brisbane. An easy 15 minute drive for us. The beach isn’t much to write home about. The water is murky and is not an ideal spot for swimming. There were washed up debris along the banks of the esplanade. But it’s the sea nevertheless and we were the only ones there.
If a swim is what you are looking for, Sandgate another seaside suburb south of Brighton is a prettier spot to have a paddle. Also, from Brighton if you ahead across the Hornibrook bridge you reach Redcliffe where there is a man-made swimming lagoon and a beach.
With some snacks we wandered along the esplanade. It was hot and windy. After a few minutes of kicking about a washed up tyre and throwing rocks into the ocean. Liam said “Mum (no longer mummy), I’m bored. Let’s go home and watch TV”. Firstly, when did I become Mum anyway? I miss being called Mummy. My one year old daughter has never uttered “Mummy” from her mouth. Secondly, get TV off your mind , we were there to have a magical moment.
Luckily, he found a stick and started writing words in the sand. Which is a new thing, having only discovered writing recently. First thing he wrote was DAD. This, although awesome is where I felt I drew the short straw. Dad was at work nowhere in sight and it was MUM that was front and center. Liam then proceeded to draw a few ice-creams with bum’s on them and then the word MUM. I see he has his priorities in order. Then, it dawned on me that we were actually having a moment. Right then, it was happening! Needless to say I was pretty chuffed and I learnt you can force precious memories to happen.
We ended up spending the whole morning drawing in the sand. Afterwards, the stick was used to poke sea snails and dig up shells. These are the reasons I love staying at home with the kiddies.
Later that night when we were going through the best things that happened that day. Liam said drawing DAD in the sand. Close enough.
Sometimes, all you need is a stick.