Took Puff on an epic walk in the stroller around our suburb today, the park, play equipment, farm animals, food; the works; so that Kel could sleep for a while in between feeds.
Then, when we were praying tonight before bed, and we were talking about his day, the one thing he remembered – and said with a big grin – was “going for a walk with Daddy” (and not any of the recent presents he’s had).
I’d been sceptical about whether spending time with him, was sinking in, but this was convincing. And great.
Oh, and kel managed to sleep for over an hour. A worthwhile trip.