Cloudbusting moments

When I started this blog I was thinking of my life in the foothills of the Dandenong Ranges, Victoria, Australia. I have since come to realise that life is a series of hills of varying topographical detail; some a barely bumps, others are the hill climb of the Tour de France that the faint-heartened never approximate. I have also come to appreciate the distinct advantage of setting hills in my sights with the aim of seeing life from the other side with a raised heart-rate. My 'comfort-zone' exists to be busted, and I intend to continue venturing far away and beyond my comfort-zones for as long as I have a reason to live. From the foothills of the Dandenongs to the foothills of the Strzelecki Ranges, and still cloudbusting, I hope. It's what I want my kids to do, so I'd better show them a bit about how it's done, and how to push up and over the hills they'd otherwise avoid...

Saturday 25 August 2007

Here it is, my blog. It's nearly midnight, the kid's in bed with the boy and I ought to pack it in myself very shortly. We've been to brigade tonight and Boy fell asleep next to Tom almost immediately.
Tom's taken well to putting Boy to bed. The first night was a roaring success...precisely because after a minute...there was no roaring, but sweet silence from both of them! He must have been so impressed with himself (despite his resistance to take on this role) because he assumed the responsibility for night-duties without so much as being requested to do so. The third night...like a charm, once again. See? It's not so bad! I wonder how he'll crack the code to nappy folding...but I have to take my wins one at a time - baby steps, so to speak!
Ok, best to sign off now and I'll be back with another entry and some photos when my assignment has been submitted, next week.