Some Small Human, who shall remain nameless, decided to wake up a good hour before I was ready. So I managed and alarming 316 steps before her morning nap. This was achieved literally just walking about the flat, doing laundry, making breakfast, laughing a Wee Daftie covered in blackberries. Oh good news about blackberries. She loves them. Bad news. Meal time resembles a murder scene once she’s done. Pretty Vampiric.
Ongoing joke with my Big Human and I is the fact we keep forgetting to give her some vitamin drops. We both genuinely believe that her diet is good and varied but we want to do everything we can to help, right? That’s a part of being a parent. That and inflicting your musical tastes on them. She *will* like Fall Out Boy. Yeah. So at breakfast time I forgot again. Still, two more meals to go today to forget again. I mean remember.
Just over the 10,000 steps again today. I reckon I would have massively surpassed it, had it not have been for the minor showers in the afternoon. That converted my longer walk, into a shorter one with lots of dancing about the kitchen with Daftie instead. Which, luckily for me and Cancer Research, counts as steps!
No vitamin drops were administered today. I am a terrible mother.
I count today as a success. Tomorrow I have a lovely long walk planned after Monkey Music tomorrow morning. Fingers crossed for sun!
Today’s dinner, sans extra drops.
Travels With My Daftie 