highlights of my day and week are sometimes hard to pinpoint, particularly if the week has been lucklustre or highly entertaining.

but despite this being a high action week with plenty of high points so far, i have experienced the high point of the week, if not month.

today sebastian’s class had their year one easter play. charles and i both attended. sebastian was a pirate, incase you are wondering.

charles and i got there early, and sat down in seats in the second row. there were a lot of parents there and many of them were milling about.

and then the kids started filing into the auditorium and onto the platform.

of course i was raking the audience looking for my little pirate boy.

and soon enough i found him.

much sooner than he found magnificent and me.

so i sat there, watching him watching for us.

all around him there were kids waving to parents, excitedly showing off costumes. all around us were parents waving in return, brandishing cameras and digi-recorders. nearly took my head off!

he continued scanning the audience, passing us several times. other year one students filed around him, as our little blonde boy stood paralysed on the stage, looking for us. neck high, mouth open, every once and a while swallowing, brows furrowed…

until.

the look on his face when he saw us. relaxation. relief, flooding through him. confidence. love. joy. unrivalled, pure joy.

one of the top moments of my ??? ever ???

my little pirate keeps stealing my heart.

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  1. That is such a sweet story, I am sending the biggest hug to my special little nephew Seb xoxo

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  2. Dad aka Grandad Blake March 12, 2008 at 10:12 pm

    Ahrrr me matey Sebbie. Ol’ Cap’n ‘ook is proud to ‘ear you was a pirate.
    Love to all…..Dad

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  3. I hope you took lots of pictures.

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  4. This post brings tears to my eyes. Lovely. 🙂

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  5. Such a precious moment – a real highlight for you. I too love it when I go to pick Katie up from Daycare. I call her, she turns around, sees me, joy lights up her face and she comes running over to me.

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  6. Maureen aka Mo (Grandmother) March 13, 2008 at 6:00 am

    Precious.
    M xox

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  7. It is the same thing as when I see your name on chat, and find out it is actually YOU!
    xoxo

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  8. Precious…just precious…you and Seb!
    Holly

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  1. That is such a sweet story, I am sending the biggest hug to my special little nephew Seb xoxo

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  2. Dad aka Grandad Blake March 12, 2008 at 10:12 pm

    Ahrrr me matey Sebbie. Ol’ Cap’n ‘ook is proud to ‘ear you was a pirate.
    Love to all…..Dad

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  3. I hope you took lots of pictures.

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  4. This post brings tears to my eyes. Lovely. 🙂

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  5. Such a precious moment – a real highlight for you. I too love it when I go to pick Katie up from Daycare. I call her, she turns around, sees me, joy lights up her face and she comes running over to me.

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  6. Maureen aka Mo (Grandmother) March 13, 2008 at 6:00 am

    Precious.
    M xox

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  7. It is the same thing as when I see your name on chat, and find out it is actually YOU!
    xoxo

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  8. Precious…just precious…you and Seb!
    Holly

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