My mum took this picture during a visit. I love it. This is one of my favorite ages, 1 1/2years, for so many reasons. The run that can sometimes get carried away, the hugs that are full body contact, the surprise kisses. The excitement of hearing a motorbike or spotting a plane, the concentration of putting pebbles into a bucket and the joy of pushing the doll stroller around the block. The exhausted collapse at the end of the day, the total surrender and trust. The contagious laughter brought on by a siblings funny face, the comfort to say hello and wave at everyone who walks by. Holding hands with Dad, following Elias where ever he goes, colouring next to Aria and insisting he have the colour she is using, laying on the floor with Ben as he reads a book, calling 'Mama' over and over and over again despite how many times I answer. I love this age.