After applying Alfie’s sunscreen on for the 2nd time today, we’re inside but he has to wear it anyway so his skin doesnt blister, I tickled his legs and he giggled his face lit up with happiness. He’s so innocent, his biggest worry would be how to get all of his dinner in his mouth at once, or how quick he can leave the room without me chasing him. So how as adults, even young children, do we become so hateful? so vindictive, vicious, jealous, spiteful, two-faced and every other selfish emotion. Oh I don’t know.