This afternoon has brought me a lot of joy and happiness as a father.
When Patrick woke from his afternoon sleep we walked down the back yard of my parent's house to find a magpie or two, and throw some bread at them.
I was enthralled by Patrick toddling down the garden, tearing off a chunk of bread and throwing it to the magpie.
What was even more gratifying was that the magpie had been waiting for us - seeing us from his afternoon nap spot, he rushed from under a tree straight for Patrick, and the bread he was holding. No fear, just eager for a feed. Once Patrick threw the bread at him it was a different matter! Chasing the magpie around a clump of gum trees.
