More Tiara's, Less Tantrums.

While the Lovely Samantha was at the gym on Saturday morning, Bodhi and I seized the chance to do some quality father-son bonding. He packed his bag, we jumped in the car and together headed straight to his new Saturday morning sport. It's goodbye soccer, hello ballet. Now, If I was even slightly homophobic I’d probably have big issues with his pink tutu, slippers, magic wand and tiara, but he’s as happy as Lara and, to be honest, me too.

I did some volunteering on Sunday. I’m a sucker for it (that, and blowing my own trumpet). This book I’m reading at the moment says that helping other people actually adds to your happiness levels. Ha! Altruistic pursuits for subconsciously self-centered motives - the sheer genius of it. Probably why I consistently do it year in year out.

In the morning I took my camera bag and what photographic skill was still remaining to one of the Melba foundation's community houses to shoot some portraits for their residents. The shoot was at Mt Evelyn which is about as close as you can get to Sydney without actually leaving Melbourne. Atleast several degrees cooler. Still, despite the 100km round trip, it was a great day personally to recharge the juices and combine it with something slightly resembling selflessness. Thoroughly engaging work and very challenging to get something reflective of each subject’s nature.