Thorpedo in the making

Alice had her first swimming lesson today and had the best time. She splashed her little arms off and giggled and laughed through the whole class.


Swimming lessons tend to start later over here than they would in the UK, but once Australians have had all their innoculations, they seem to catch up somewhere along the line in terms of swimming prowess. I think Alice is well on her way. Although I have been reading enviously of Alice's british chums' exploits in the pool, today made up for the months of waiting.


Yesterday we tried on her various cossies to choose our favourite for the big day.

We panic-bought a couple of rashies to match, but didn't need them in the end. Alice was in a class with three boys, (one of whom had to be removed due to his hysteria) and was quite the belle of the pool in her turquoise number. I get to wear a big t-shirt (so that she would have something to hang onto) and am delighted since I've only been to one 6am spin class so far.

The lesson was based around songs, splashing, watching Mummy put her head under water (which Mummy hasn't done for about 20 years because she doesn't like the chlorine on her face), laughing at Mummy having to pretend to think going underwater was fun, looking around and laughing while she was supposed to be holding onto the side, looking around and laughing while she was supposed to be jumping off the wall like Humpty Dumpty and generally exhibiting extreme good humour. She has spent the rest of the day eating anything that is put in front of her and sleeping like a dormouse. I think we'll go every day.