Four years ago, when the Bean family was house hunting for a new place to settle, one of Austin’s “must-haves” was a garage. After 4 years of repairing cars, building boats, and fixing motorcycles from the parking lot of our apartment complex in Hawaii, he definitely was looking forward to having a garage to call his own. Unbeknownst to us, our two boys would also call the garage their own, and together, father and sons would spend many memorable hours working, talking, and building together in their little hideaway.
We are fortunate to be able to live close enough to work that Daddy is able to come home for lunch. Since Noa is in school, it has become a sweet time of day for Austin to spend with Banyan. Yesterday, Austin spent his lunch hour working on some boat stuff in the garage so Banyan took the opportunity to tag along and do a “project” of his own. Both of the boys love hammering nails (or screws) into any wood they can find. We always laugh when we find random nails hammered into the strangest places in the garage. Luckily, this time, Banyan managed to keep his nails all on one piece of wood.
Sometimes I get busy during the day and forget to take the time to get pictures of the kids doing the day-to-day things that make our lives so memorable. Posed pictures are great, but I know I will look back on these kind of shots and be transported back to these precious moments for years to come. I love how his little fingers hold the nails, how intently he has to concentrate so that he doesn’t pound his fingers, and I love how he kneels down to be just the right height to reach that work bench. The bench, by the way, was built and used by Austin’s grandfather, a talented woodworker. Banyan’s middle name is Arvin, after his great-grandpa. I can’t help but think he is smiling down from Heaven watching his blue-eyed clone hone in his woodworking skills on that treasured bench.