The other day, my second son Sean and I sat down to do a bit of craft.

I thought we were going to make rocket ships or something equally dull… but instead, he led me through an interactive board game he created on the spot, with slippery slides, magic portals, booby traps, and colour-changing whirlwinds.

There was no dice, just little bits of paper with numbers and icons, which matched places on the board. Some bits didn’t make any sense, it was just mad and amazing at the same time.

I tell you, he has a brain that is too big for is little head. He’s just full of the most bizarre and out-of-this-world ideas, with no way to explain all of it.

I found it wonderful and deeply fascinating, because I have always thought that my eldest child was the “creative” one – since he was so good at drawing and communicating his ideas visually.

I remember waiting to see whether my second child was also “creative” in that same way. But I discovered that it doesn’t always work that way.

There are all kinds of creativity, and it turns out that my eldest is “creative in the details”.

Whereas my second child is “creative in a bigger picture” kind of way.

I love watching them play and work together.

Sean will always be the one who comes up with a new and weird idea for a game (most times it’s something naughty, as Sean has never had an issue with disregarding previously stated rules), and Callum (who completely lives for rules and order) will flesh out the details for the game to make it work, so they don’t get into trouble.

They make a great little team.

But can you imagine them as teenagers and young men! The amount of trouble they’ll get up to! Argh!