Airplane, Helicopter, Motorbike, Truck

Lilli looks to the sky every time an airplane wooshes over head or helicopter buzzes past. She eagerly cranes her head to catch sight of the garbage truck as it rumbles by the window. Loud roaring motorbikes are puzzling, perhaps because they're too fast to catch sight of. When we're outside playing in the garden these deep grumbles are a little frightening and Lilli always seeks the reassurance of my arms. She stops what she is doing and crawls over to me and climbs quickly into my embrace. From the safety of my hug she peers over my shoulder and squints up at the sky searching for the source of the noise. On a recent sunny afternoon Lilli and I were playing with the water tub in the garden. She sits naked on the rug wearing nothing but her floppy sunhat and climbs in and out of our washing-up bowl which is filled with warm water. It was rush hour and their were plenty of TV helicopters monitoring the traffic and planes slowing down as they approached the airport. I frequently found myself cuddling a dripping wet naked baby, slick with watery sunscreen.