There has been so much going on of late that it was only this morning that I realised I was going to post some pictures of last Sunday evening, when I took the little lad into the city - leaving Daddy and daughter at home - to check out the Vivid light festival.
At this time of year it's getting dark pretty early, so I did think 'what am I doing going out in the cold late on a Sunday night?' Then I looked at my watch at it said 5.30. (Clearly I don't get out enough.)
Anyhow, we jumped on the train, headed into Circular Quay, oohed and aahed at all the amazingly clever and gorgeous lighting effects.
It was cool to see the Opera House all lit up, for sure. But, really, the best thing about our evening was that it was a chance for me and my 'big boy' to grab some rare one-on-one time.
We held hands, ate chips and an icecream and just enjoyed each other's company.
My shining boy.