John Pospisil

Last night our four-year-old, Grace had her first night without a nappy. Obviously great news, and great for her self esteem. We’ve been working towards this for some months. Her little sister Hannah, who’s two and has been sleeping without a nappy for about six months) implored Grace last night to, “no wet, no wet”. Earlier when Grace was wearing a night nappy, we would tell Grace it was her “special” undies, to which Hannah would smile mischievously and  say “not undies, not undies”.  You’ve got to love that sibling rivalry.

I was thinking the other day how much I love being a father and how much I love my wife and daughters. I just happened to come across this picture that Grace drew of me a few months back. Everything about it shouts optimism and life – from the orange head and big smile to the flower-like hands and feet. I made a joke to myself that at least in this picture I have hair, but what is most marvellous, is that this is how daughter sees me.

My Gorgeous ones at Sea World back in January.

Today we went to Coogee with the girls for no reason other than it seemed a good idea. The girls had a great time playing in the sand. We had a big breakfast afterwards at the beachside cafes.

Hannah and Grace helping me blow out my candles

My birthday this year was a relatively low key affair – with Rocio, Grace and Hannah celebrating it with me (my mum and sisters popped in to see me through the week). Rocio and I went out to dinner in the evening and then went to a concert at the Opera House (The Whitlams were playing, not that I’m a fan, but it’s what happened to be on December 3, and it was a great concert).

Both my father and I owe our existence to one young man’s quick thinking and luck on the morning of March 31, 1937 (or perhaps 1936).  Below is a translation of the clipping pictured at the bottom of the page:

Crew of burning plane: Courageous landing at Olomovc Airport

At Olomovc Airport on the 31st of March, 19 witnesses described the fearless courage and skill of training plane pilot Lieutenant Frantisek Pospisil and his observer Corporal Josef Pipal.

We got back from Lima on the 13th of December, just in time for the all-important Santa pic. Completely jet lagged for five days, the first chance we got to go to Broadway Shopping Centre was on the morning Saturday the 20th. Fortunately, we got there early so there wasn’t much of a wait. We were there for when Santa arrived – he was a very cheery fellow indeed.

It’s official – Santa prefers Coca Cola over Pepsi, as evidenced by the above photo.

While at the Circuito Magico de Agua, we came across a magical area where you could see where Santa makes his toys, as well as visit his house, and even get your photo taken with him.

Ever since we arrived in Lima everyone’s been asking us “have you seen Circuito Magico de Agua”?

We were a hesitant, since we wondered how exciting can some fountains with lighting really be?

Boy, are we glad we went – the Circuito Magico de Agua (magic circuit of water) at Parque de la Reserva was simply amazing. It was something I would never expect to see in Lima.

While in Lima, we thought it might be nice to get a family portrait taken. From left to right, my beautiful wife Rocio, my one-year-old daughter Hannah, my three-year-old daughter Grace, and of course, me (that balding, but still very youthful looking guy on the right).

We had the photographs taken at a small studio in San Isidro, and were surprised at the studio’s brisk business- they were booked solid.