Attend toddler swimming lessons with an air of depilatoried legs and underarms and had to force myself not to undertake some sort of supermodel catwalk thing along side of pool.
Was also able to do tossing-child-in-air thing without clasping elbows against my side, so that was good.
Dropped toddler off at childcare immediately following lessons and was greeted enthusiastically by awesome workers there. Well, technically Chippie was greeted enthusiastically with “Oh, you had swimming lessons! How where they? And your mummy has forgotten your bag. Again.”