Despite the fact I’ve only given birth to one child, I often claim to have two – my husband and my son. They watch cartoons on TV together, they paint Warhammer figures together, they go scuba diving together when we’re on holiday, they go to sword-fighting lessons on Saturday mornings together, and they spend endless hours in the hot-tub together putting the world to rights.
My husband never wanted children (I talked him into it – just the one, mind), and although I desperately wanted a daughter, when I see him and William together now, I am often very grateful that William was a boy, as the two of them have such a lovely relationship. And I love my two “boys” with all my heart.
Edited to add: So sorry, forgot to link back to Tara’s blog, where The Gallery is hosted each week. Do pop over and have a look at some of the other entries.