On being inclusive ...

My memory is not always reliable nowadays, but a vision swims through the frontal lobes of Kirsten and I striding along Elizabeth Street from Waterloo to a theatre, I think. Seemingly out of the blue, she asked, 'You will be a hands-on grandparent, won't you?'

I think what she meant by this was to be involved, to be around sufficiently and in an 'alive' enough way, to ensure that the grand-child sees me as a real person, rather than just an extension of its parents. This is, as with many things, a two-way street. To be hands-on, one needs to be included. I am sooo thrilled at being included in the way that I am.

So ... what do we have here. Yesterday, was Grandmothers' Day and we had lunch at Centennial Park. Unfortunately, I was shooting into the sun for the first shot of mother and daughter. However, Kirsten took the other two on the first row. The first one shows Alannah Jane sitting in a high-chair equal with the rest of us. Quite a thrill. The final shot, was using the 'light-scoop' that Kirsten ordered online last week.


Maybe she is teething a bit more on the bottom gum. Poor old Sophie took a hammering, and the rusks don't stand a chance. I shot both these ... I think.

All the shots of the cardboard box were taken by moi. The box had arrived the previous day filled with fruit & veg, and when i saw it I knew it was a toy from the gods. Makes a good car, too.