Being a parent is like being a kid in many ways. We are both discovering new things each day with absolute fascination. As a child, Hugo takes interest in almost anything around him. He examines each object until he finds something new which captures his attention. As his mother, I am amazed at each new development he makes. How he can watch what we do, catalogue it and bring it out when it applies.
Today we went for a walk, and as we walked hand-in-hand I thought how far we had come in something as simple as that. How before I had been petrified that he would escape my grasp, and get hurt. And how even a week ago, we would never have made it around our block without him pulling away from me, and then me having to carry him home. Today he held my hand. He stopped once or twice, pulled me in the directions that he recognised (the Coffee Shop, for one), and as we passed a restaurant playing music, he stopped, gave me a grin and started to dance his goofy, little dance. Not that I dance in the street, but I’ve been dancing with him since he was tiny, and now when he hears music, he can’t help but move to it.
The 18 to 30 Project – Weekly photographs of my son from 1 and a half years to 2 and a half years old.