Today was a really good day, right up until the end, when it wasn't so good,
but could have been a whole lot worse, so I'm grateful for that.
I've been wanting to walk
out to King Island at low tide with Zoe for a while, but it's taken about a
month to get the right combination of availability, weather and low tide timing
to make it possible.
Today, there was a low tide at about 10:27am, which I thought would work out
pretty well. I wasn't sure if the tide needed to be dead low to get to King
Island, so I thought we could get there a bit early and possibly follow the
tide out. I invited Megan and Jason to join us for the day and make a picnic of
It turned out that we didn't need a really low tide, the sand bar connecting
King Island to Wellington Point was well and truly accessible well before low
tide was reached, so we headed out as soon as we arrived.
I'd brought Zoe's water shoes, but from looking at it, thought it would be
walkable in bare feet. We got about 10 metres out on the sand and Zoe started
freaking out about crabs. I think that incident with the mud
crab on Coochiemudlo Island has left her slightly phobic of crabs.
So I went back to Jason's car and got her water shoes. I tried to allay her
fears a bit by sticking my finger in some of the small holes in the sand, and
even got her to do it too.
I'm actually glad that I did get her water shoes, because the shell grit got a
bit sharp and spiky towards King Island, so I probably would have needed to
carry her more than I did otherwise.
Along the way to the island we spotted a tiny baby mud crab, and Zoe was brave
enough to hold it briefly, so that was good.
We walked all the way out and partially around the island and then across it
before heading back. The walk back was much slower because where was a massive
headwind. Zoe ran out of steam about half way back. She didn't like the sand
getting whipped up and stinging her legs, and the wind was forcing the brim of
her hat down, so I gave her a ride on my shoulders for the rest of the way
We had some lunch after we got back to Wellington Point, and Zoe found her
second wind chasing seagulls around the picnic area.
After an ice cream, we went over to the playground and the girls had a great
time playing. It was a pretty good park. There was this huge tree with a really
big, thick, horizontal branch only about a metre or two off the ground. All the
kids were climbing on it and then shimmying along the branch to the trunk.
Zoe's had a few climbs in trees and seems not afraid of it, so she got up and
had a go. She did really well and did a combination of scooting along,
straddling the branch and doing a Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu-style "bear crawl" along
It was funny seeing different kids' limits. Zoe was totally unfazed by climbing
the tree. Megan was totally freaking out. But when it came to walking in bare
feet in an inch of sea water, Zoe wanted to climb up my leg like a rat up a
rope, in case there were crabs. Each to their own.
Zoe wanted to have a swim in the ocean, so I put her into her swimsuit, but had
left the water shoes back in the car. Once again, she freaked out about crabs
as soon as we got ankle deep in the water, and was freaking out Megan as well,
so the girls elected to go back to playing in the park.
After a good play in the park, we headed back home. We'd carpooled in Jason's
truck, with both girls in the back. I'd half expected Zoe to fall asleep on the
way back, but the girls were very hyped up and had a great time playing games
and generally being silly in the back.
When we got back to our place, Jason was in need of a coffee, so we walked to
the Hawthorne Garage and had coffee and babyccinos, before Megan and Jason went
It was about 3:30pm at this point, and I wanted to make a start on dinner. I
was making a wholemeal
pumpkin quiche, which I've made a few times before, and I discovered we
were low on linseed. I thought I'd push things and see if Zoe was up for a
scooter ride to the health food shop to get some more and kill some time.
She was up for it, but ran out of steam part way across Hawthorne Park.
Fortunately she was okay with walking and didn't want me to carry her and the
scooter. It took us about an hour to get to the health food shop.
Zoe immediately remembered the place from the previous week where we'd had to
stop for a
post-meltdown pit stop and declared she needed to go to the toilet again.
We finally made it out of the shop. I wasn't looking forward to the long walk
back home, but there were a few people waiting for a bus at the bus stop near
the health food shop, and on checking the timetable, the bus was due in a
couple of minutes, so we just waited for the bus. That drastically shortened
the trip back.
Zoe managed to drop the container of linseed on the way home from the bus stop,
but miraculously the way it landed didn't result in the loss of too much of the
contents, it just split the container. So I carefully carried the container
home the rest of the way.
By this stage it was quite a bit later than I had really wanted to be starting
dinner, but we got it made, and Zoe really liked the pumpkin quiche, and ate a
pretty good dinner.
It was after dinner when things took a turn for the worse.
Zoe was eating an ice block for dessert, and for whatever reason, she'd decided
to sit in the corner of the kitchen next to the dishwasher, while I was loading
it. I was carrying over one of the plates, and the knife managed to fall off
the plate, bounce off the open dishwasher door and hit her in the mouth,
splitting her lip.
Zoe was understandably upset, and I was appalled that the whole thing had
happened. She never sits on the kitchen floor, let alone in the corner where
the dishwasher is. And this knife came so close to her eye.
Fortunately the lip didn't look too bad. It stopped bleeding quickly, and we
kept some ice on it and the swelling went down.
I hate it when accidents happen on my watch. I feel like I'm fighting the
stigma of the incompetent single Dad, or the abusive single Dad, so when Zoe
sustains an injury to the face like a fat lip, which could be misinterpreted,
I, well, really hate it. This was such a freak accident, and it could have gone
so much worse. I'm just so glad she's okay.
Zoe recovered pretty well from it, and I was able to brush her teeth without
aggravating her lip. She went to bed well, and I suspect she's going to sleep
really well. It's a bit cooler tonight, so I'm half-expecting a sleep in in the
morning with any luck.