I tend not to talk very much on the blog or indeed elsewhere about being a single parent, mainly because I feel like a bit of a fraud; Man of the House has always been a completely devoted dad, and very supportive to me, so I’ve never felt truly ‘alone’. And to be honest, I’ve just got on with it. But the reality is that from the age of two, No 1 Son has been raised in a single parent household.
My mum took this picture when we were on holiday in San Francisco one summer a few years back – we’d just been to FAO Schwarz (sadly the San Francisco branch has now closed down, and just the New York one is left now), which is probably why No 1 Son was beaming from ear to ear as he clutches his bag of goodies. And as you can see, we were pretending to do the Brady Bunch movie thing of leaning different ways on the escalator. Except of course there were only the two of us, so it didn’t really work. Still, I love this photo. We may not be a nuclear family, but we are a happy one.
*This is my entry for The Gallery – the theme this week is ‘two’.