Taryn and Mike, Old Mac Daddy, Grabouw. So there I am. Old Mac Daddy it is. I’ve only been at the venue for, I don’t know, 15 minutes and already I’ve probably pushed through 100 flights of stairs. That’s OMD for you. A lot of stairs and a lot of climbing. But it’s cool because you get to up your Discovery Vitality Points an one foul swoop.  Anyway, I’m walking along the one boardwalk to where Mike and the boys are getting ready and as I pass this little girl of about 5 years of age, she turns to me and says: ‘hello, are you going home now?’ ‘I’m not,’ I said to her: ‘I’m still going to be here for a long, long time you know.’ She turned, said: ‘oh,’ and walked off. Simple as that. That’s the thing with humans who are still in their lower single digits. You just have no idea what you’re going to get. Which is what I found made Mike and Taryn’s wedding so refreshingly marvellous. Take Taryn’s son Eli for example. Ceremony gets underway, guests are cowering under umbrellas to shield themselves from the blazing sun and Eli decides he’ll texasgoldengirl.com/sildenafil/ turn up the emotions a notch or two by holding on to them like nothing else on earth. He’s literally inconsolable. Like um, as if it isn’t already tough out here Eli lad! Sun is grinding people to a standstill, around us Old Mac Daddy has nearly burnt to the ground thanks to the Grabouw fires, people are dying of thirst and now you decide to take the temperature into overdrive! But that right there is the beauty of it all, because Eli single-handedly in his honest, gentle, supremely affectionate way, produced a lump-in-your-throat moment that will be remembered for a long, long time. He showed mom he cared. He showed Mike he cared. He showed everyone around him he cared. He wore his heart on his sleeve. Amazing what kids can teach us during the biggest moments in the tiniest of ways isn’t it?