Splish splash

On Saturday we had the priviledge of going to our jamdaughter [I'll use my nick name for her as it's easier - Lulu]'s second swimming lesson. That baby knows what to do and our daughter says though she was more serious during the first lesson she instinctively knew to kick her legs the moment she got into the water. I feel this must be instinctive but the other 3 babies needed to have their legs guided. I think they were a couple of months older so perhaps it's an instinct they've lost due to age. I really want her to continue to love water like the majority of our family. Unfortunately both my mother and mother-in-law are fearful of water. Fortunately my dad isn't [and his dad taught him to swim by taking him out to an island in the middle of a river and leaving him there...the old sink or swim method]. For us subsequent generations it's great he's so resilient or we'd all freak out!

So tomorrow night we've got Lulu to ourselves for a couple of hours. Let's hope she can get over Jamma being a player or the source of food and it's ok to sleep in her presence. Which is what I fooled myself into thinking the last couple of sitting stints. Truely I think she's getting to the stage of seperation anxiety which saddens me as she heads into child care but as I've said she is incredibly social so I'm sure she cope!