I rock

At first I found the rock pools at Phillip Island really scary. Daddy carried me because I was too afraid to walk on my own. But gradually, I started to think that I could have a little go – as long as someone was still holding my hand. And then I tried out some bigger steps, and some little climbs, and needed to let go of Dad's hand to reach something else, and hey, is that orange? This is fun!

I liked looking in the rock pools, especially when I could see some stripy snail shells. And it was fun to do jumping off rocks.



But it was also pretty nice to hold on to someone when I needed to.