Twenty-Ten

In the same way that Ms R took her first tentative steps ever such a long time ago before flopping to her bottom leaving me wondering whether they had been enough to warrant being recorded as walking, today she sort of swam her first strokes. After a morning at the beach and lunch by the pool she found herself waist deep in water without her floaty jacket thing. She waded around a bit and suddenly jumped forward splashing wildly for a couple of seconds before sinking. She came up looking a bit shocked at having completely submerged and once she’d got past feeling sorry for herself she was at it again. Time and time again she threw herself into the water and managed to stay above water long enough for me to think it might be worth logging as ’swimming’. I’m not sure what advice or help to offer, I did try showing her how I do my arms with every intent on walking backwards and forwards next to her while she practiced but she wasn’t interested in that, she was only interested in launching herself forwards and staying up as long as possible before touching down and trying again. I’m very proud of her, I was twenty before I’d got to the stage she’s at now.

Today Ms R asked about where the first baby came from. I briefly ran through the ‘Adam and Eve’ theory and the evolution theory and when she fell quiet afterwards I assumed I’d said enough. But then she started asking questions like "But what is God?" and making statements like "I remember being a baby but I don’t remember being a monkey". So I’ll be looking for a book to help with that once we get home.

Yesterday we went for a ride in a horse drawn carriage which was a new experience for all of us, felt like we should be getting married or something.

Otherwise our holiday continues with sunshine, swimming, eating and sleeping.