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My Dorothy is growing up too fast. Surely her third birthday isn’t next Sunday??

As you can see, Dorothy still has curly hair but it’s now a stylish short bob. It was a combination of going to hair appointments with myself and Henry and the fact that it’s been one long hot humid Brisbane summer that prompted her to chop her locks. Now days, she likes to brush her own hair and has her own brush (yipee no more fights).

It’s no secret that Henry and I have been getting up with the birds, donned our bathers and doing water aerobics in the backyard pool. I’ve really enjoyed it and part of me wants to halt the coming cool change indefinitely. Over summer, Dorothy, has taken to the pool like a fish to water. She started swimming lessons at the beginning of the year. Initially she needed a swim vest, then kickboards (or any other flotation device) like the photo to the right and now she swims (below) though she still can’t lift her head out and take a breath with much success (usually it’s a huge gulp of water, grab the edge of the pool or grab an appendage of the nearest adult in reverse order). I’m so happy that she loves the water as much as I do.

Hopefully it won’t take me as long to make the next post. I’ve had a few connection issues (huge sigh) which has made all sorts of mischief for me (especially seeing the MASSIVE online component for my studies).

Oh I’d really like anyone’s 5 cents on Alain Ehrenberg, Michel Foucault, Louise Hay, Hosard Gardner, de Bono and/or the importance of learning through play. Many thanks for your thoughts in advance. Well I am about to go submerge myself in some more post modern philosophy to help me write my first paper. Tootle pip!