Waking up on the first morning of a three day walk and knowing you've got everything you need to survive in your pack and a whole day ahead of you.
My 5yo daughter's little love notes that she writes to me.
Stirring up the missus until she gets to the point of chasing me around the house with death in her eyes.
Coffee.
Standing with my feet in the ocean and watching the kids jump around in the waves.
Going out to the new block and imagining a great big shed on it.
Thunderstorms - the louder the better - we open the curtains, turn off the lights and sit back and watch.
My son's cheeky smile when he's about to do something naughty.