This morning as I drove Harri out to his first session of Auskick for the year, I couldn't help but think about how it was supposed to be the thing he did with Aaron. He started it last year and I did go along with him to a few sessions, but as the weather got colder it was too cold to take Noah out, so it was Aaron and Harri's thing that they did together, which I was more than happy about.
Not long after Aaron passed away - probably just an hour or so, Harri started crying (again) and said 'but Daddy was going to take me to Auskick!'. He was okay about it today and was really excited to go again, but on the way out I just kept thinking about how I wished Aaron was there taking him - not because I don't enjoy it, but because I know how much they loved going together.
As soon as we arrived he ran out to have a kick before it started.
I love watching Harri playing - he loves it so much and is a natural.
There are a lot more kids at it this year which is good.
Harri was excited to get two goals, and it was fun to watch him have so much fun. I'm not sure if I'll be saying that every week after sitting in the frost and fog, but I'm glad that Harri is doing something that he loves so much, and hope Aaron was watching us today knowing that he was still doing it.