I renewed my licence on Friday (10 years since the last one). Was a relatively painless process, but it got me thinking about the next time I'll be doing it. More specifically, it got me thinking about Aurora the next time I'm renewing my licence, and if she'll come with me, and what she'll be like in 10 years time. Exciting stuff ahead :)

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Aurora turned 2 years old today. What a fantastic day it was, and what a complete joy she is to be around. Highlights of the day included her + ice cream cake (she just LOVES ice cream cake), the enormous haul of presents she received and of course, the huge amount of love she received from those around her. Was a reasonably quiet affair in terms of her party, but she went to bed a very happy, satisfied, tired and loved baby girl.

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Over the past month or so Aurora has really come into her own, and has grown in leaps and bounds. She now uses a lot of words, and although she's hitting a stage where she is very clingy (to Mummy in particular) and a little whiny as well, she is just amazing. She now uses her name in sentences, she asks for what she wants and starts to enjoy the simple joys in life; snuggling into a lap for a story, wandering in the sunshine looking at "things", and sleep, glorious sleep. I think my favourite thing is her voluntarily holding hands for a walk - it just melts my heart. I look forward to spending my weekends with her - and tomorrow I get to look after her for the day while Steph is out. The weather is going to be great, and it's going to be a fun day (I have a few things planned). Life is good.

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Well, I'm taking matters into my own hands. Our boys in black and white have been, well, pretty woeful over the past month, so I'm putting Plan B into action. That's right, Aurora and I are in training. Now, most of you are probably thinking "Hmmm... I don't EVER recall seeing Andy kick a football", or "Hmmm.... I tend to recall Andy being considerably uncoordinated when it comes to sport". And you'd be right (with the exception of my coordination in pool and table tennis). But my 20 month old daughter is blissfully unaware of this, and to her, I reckon it appears that her Dad can kick a football about 40 kilometres in a single kick. We've been having a ball (awesome pun) on the oval across the road, and she is really "getting" the concept of kicking (especially the pronounciation part of it; "kick! kick!"). And it's a great way to spend the late afternoon when Andy and Steph are thinking "how can we completely tire our child out so that she goes out like a light at bedtime?". So, watch this space. You'll be seeing the first female AFL star soon, taking the number 5 jumper when Bucks retires (he's got to return first, and that's still about 14 seasons away).

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