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It’s incredible, and frightening just how fast Scarlett and Ivy are growing up… Just look at those cherubic little faces. Butter wouldn’t melt, right?

Back to beautiful Bombay…

Bombay really is a memorable place, as are the other parts of India I have been lucky enough to visit (New Delhi and Agra, home of the Taj Mahal). The people seem warm in spite of their circumstances, although, that could be considered a patronising western view? Each and every one of the children I see on the streets in Bombay look happy, and the adults seem oddly, well, satisfied. Could be religion, culture, or the fact that the burden of aspiration weights heavier on the fallen, that on those who have never contemplated betterment? That’s my philosophical point of the day, well, just today.

Comedy weather entry in the Sydney Morning Herald, I’m reading it on the plane as I head for Singapore… Is the weather in Mumbai really SMOKE?

Ivy decided to give up the commando drag she’d spent most of April perfecting in favour of a full on Crawl, typical second child syndrome meant that I don’t even blog this important milestone until half way through May, by which time she has decided she no longer likes being on the floor at all, preferring instead to stand!

So much for the quiet, placid Ivy we once knew, the sibling who was always happy to sit in one spot, quietly watching the F5 tornado that is Scarlett rip through the house, so much too for the tranquil, calm toddler we looked forward to. No, this child is mobile almost a month ahead of her sister, and that’s a scary prospect.

Scarlett continues to cut a dash in the most unusual of outfits, clearly we love her regardless. Her best moment of late was when she slid into the kitchen in nothign but her pants and socks while Diana and I were talking, she held out her hands and said “hey, guys, listen… excuse me guys, stop talking, listen, I need my fairy dress, you seen it?” later that day, she found it.