And?

And why?
I'm crying.  Nearly.

 I'm sitting here, with that heavy nose, achy forehead, full eyes, precrying feeling.  I'm not doing it yet and I'm not sure if I will, but apparently I'm thinking about it.

Clearly it's because I'm ill.

It is not because there is a programme about pagan handfastings on the tv, and I was robbed of ours.
It is not because AC is at his fathers and I've just looked at the pictures from this morning and been overwhelmed by how much I love that child.
It is not because J is working late and I want him home to snuggle.

It is because I am ill.

*nods cautiously*

yes.

and so I am prescribing a cup of tea, and possibly a biscuit or three.

Day 05 - A picture of you and the person you've had the best memories with.

Easy.

SO EASY!

Who is it?

Obviously, it's the AC! (and I was very tired in this picture lol!)

he has a beautiful smile,

loves to make great dens

can be taken anywhere

loves to snuggle

loves to play

loves to give kisses

loves to go out places

loves to pull faces

loves the RAF

loves the armourers.

He's just so full of strength and love.  And that's what you need for great memories.