Hello beach

We're on holidays!

Mum and dad have been careful to re-introduce me to the surf in a slow, friendly, methodical way.

Firstly we walked along the water's edge just so I could get used to the sound of the surf. When I was really little I found the surf very loud, and not much to my liking.

Next, mum and dad grabbed an arm each and lifted me up into the air, and then down into the water as the waves ebbed and flowed...I didn't really like it, but gritted my teeth and bared it. Then mum decided to lower me into the water – it would have been up to my ankles – not very deep.

We sat there for a while, mum paying close attention to my reaction. In fact she paid such good attention to me that the attention to the actual surf wasn't...Suddenly a big wave (big to me, knee height to an adult) came through and totally dunked me! Dunked mum too, because she was sitting down. I was so shocked I didn't cry immediately, I ended up with a very screwed up face, and sand and water all over me...I eventually cried, and then settled down, and when we got back to the unit and took my togs off I dropped a big lot of sand on the bathroom floor!

The best toy

Imagine a toy that was one part musical instrument, one part 'pegs into hole', chuck in a couple of balls to throw around, some doors, and a hammering tool. You would have the greatest toy known to man and small boy...

Well, you don't have to imagine it, because it exists, and I have one. It came from Steve and Glennys, and they certainly hit the nail on the head, or more correctly, hit the ball with the plastic hammer.

I love my drum/ball hammer thing.

Klingon

I've been 'talking' all week. I find any excuse to talk about hats. Even when there are no hats about.

But my most entertaining vocals have come when I insert clicks and clacks throughout my talking. Dad says I sound a bit like a Klingon!

Speaking of klingon - I've been very clingy lately (cling-on. Get it? Yeah, bad pun) Hugs for everyone. Especially mum. Mum says it's lovely to get hugs all the time, but sometimes my hugs and cuddles are a bit over the top and I get the whingies if I'm not carried around everywhere. And that can get wearing...

Dress ups

Dad and I had our usual Thursday hang out this morning. We were supposed to go to the irrigation shop to buy some parts for our rose irrigation system, but halfway there he smelled something coming from the rear of the car. And I don't mean the exhaust. Well, not the car exhaust. Mine!

So we did a 180 and headed back home. When he plonked me on the change table he discovered it was a false alarm. Just a big fart. I did a few more during the day. In my defense, becasue I'm not much of a meat eater, mum's been giving me a few good helpings of baked beans, and you know what they say about them...

Later on, dad found a replica racing suit of one of his favourite racing car teams of years gone by. He bought it ages ago. Years before I was born. But it looked about my size, so back on the change table I went.

It fitted! So we grabbed my fire truck and zoomed around the kitchen, like racing car drivers.

And in even more exciting news, I have my first cousin! He was born today. He doesn't have a name yet, but apparently has a very squashed head.

Kick it!

The pressure is on. Swimming lessons have so far been fun and games, but next term there'll be a bit of pressure to perform.

That's because, if I want to progress to being a Platypus Level 5 (I'm a Platypus Level 4 at the moment) I need to start kicking by myself.

Usually during kicking practice, I'm too busy watching the other babies kick and need some prompting from my teacher. She will kick my legs for me and I'll start to join in myself, but as soon as she moves on to the next baby, I get back to rubber necking.

I'm very good at all the other things, like putting my head under the water and doing all the actions to all the songs. But Mum says it's time to get serious about the kicking. No more rubber necking!

Drawing

I drew a picture!

I scored my first set of crayons this morning and mum set out to teach me how to use them.

I'm quite a fan of the dot. Mum encouraged me to draw lines, but I got into a dot making frenzy.

After drawing, we did seven loads of washing!

Mum told me I had to put a hat on when we went outside. That was fine with me, because hats are the coolest things ever! But before we went out I pointed at dad's cap and said my usual 'hat, hat'. Mum realised she had made me put one on, but she didn't have one on. so she put dad's trucker hat on and we both went outside to hang the washing on the line.

Another quiet day

I had another quiet day today, and I was caught with my finger in my mouth a few times too - the general consensus is that there's some major tooth action going on.

There was also some major butt action going on this morning. I started the day with my backside at the same level as dad's head...A few gurgly butt noises later, and we were both awake!

But it wasn't all butts and sore teeth. I managed to charm nana when grandma and I went for a visit. I gave her one of my patented kisses, and she was very impressed.

I had a big afternoon sleep, but that meant I was up a bit later than usual - and when mum and dad headed off to bed I was ready to play...