There they are with Moy Moy – proof they really were here, in our house, in our garden, in our every waking moment, just about. I need the proof because they have gone back home and the world seems smaller now, less vivid, less full of excitement and exuberance. I miss them!
Two young boys! What energy, what vitality, what high spirits, what charm! Here’s how I remember them: in constant motion:
That’s how life with Owen and Enzo is. Grab each moment with both hands and hurtle on through the day.
I really miss them.
