I always loved this picture that Sylvie took. There were so many great trips that Curtis, her, and I took to the city of Melbourne. I remember taking them to the Moomba Festival along the Yarra River.

This particular photo (above) was a Sunday jaunt to the city, just the three of us. Amazing that the three of us had our eyes open and were Covid-free (judging by daughter’s mask in the picture.

Wow. My head looks out of proportion here. Camera must put at least 5 kilos on the skull in photographs, right?

Sylvie and Curtis were 7- and 4-years-old, respectively.

So cute. I can remember how good Sylvie was in the water. Curtis in that pool and with swimming in general was more of a mini-monkey, a leach. He climbed me like a tree and never left off my hip.

Sylvie was more a performer. She would jump in and out of this pool. But theatrically. Posing, goofing off, or — during this time — she was very much into gymnastics.

What a wonderful time being a father to these two kids…x