Conor returned his wife's kiss lightly. Brushing his free hand up against her cheek while looking into her eyes a soft whispered, "sleep well my love." Was his way of wishing her a good nap before heading out with his son. Following Rose through the house and down the steps. Ducking down low so they could pass through the doorways. Conor loved these moments of peace where he could just be a father. He knew book smarts were not his thing and there was a lot he couldn't do that a father usually did. Like help his son with homework, or preparing for tests or studying things. For that mater Conor could hardly read a book let alone understand half what it said. That though was probably more due to the fact his attention couldn't be kept by such stillness. He did enjoy far more practical things with his son. After all not everyone needed book smarts to be a good father. Conor had come to realize that in the moments like these were he could carry his son where most other fathers couldn't. Well physical strength was his strong suit after all.<br/><br/>Conor's eyes scanned the farm as they walked the path to the barn. The beautiful blue sky with light clouds and bright sunlight. The rich green grass almost everywhere dotted with forests at the edges of large fields and pasture. The large barns and animals that were kept in the various open land around the farm. It was truly a haven. A heaven on earth.<br/><br/>Once they reached the edge of the barn Conor linked his hands with Thomas and flipped him up over his head. Upside down for a moment before landing his son on his feet. He grinned over at Thomas and winked. "Ready to get them in from the field?" Conor asked Thomas as he opened the large barn door in front of them. "I think River shouldn't be too hard to wrangle up now." Conor commented. River was a somewhat temperamental horse.