Today was a pretty straightforward day. Daftie wanting up hideously early, me winning the battle of wills to get an hour more out of her. I had a small art project planned with Daftie in the morning, after brekkie but before morning nap and walk one.
One of Wee Daftie’s aunties, my American chum, is doing a fundraising event for her friend’s not for profit organisation. It’s called Band With and it’s about giving a musical education to kids. My pal will be running the Edinburgh half marathon in May and raising money along the way. Part of it is to take a photo with the caption “I’m with Band With”, hashtag it and post on social media.
This was our effort. Finger painting with a 8.5 month old went about as well you might expect. Bless her. She tried to eat less of it than I thought she would and she definitely enjoyed slapping the paint about the place.
Oh and my leggings are *slightly* ruined from her painty hands clambering all over me.
After our endeavours, we headed out to the beach by the house. I figured what with the changeable Scottish weather and the necessity for two walks, staying close by would be a smart idea. And I was right. Not ten minutes after these photos were taken than the heavens opened and hailstones descended upon us.
Wee Daftie was sound asleep, tucked up not only in Caboo two but also my hoodie, and completely unaware of it all.
Steps finally completed after walk two was cut short by rain. Luckily, Big Human’s trip to Aberdeen was just a daytrip and he was back in time for dinner and a post Daftie Bedtime wander. Goal achieved thanks to three short walks and lot of Chasing Daftie!
Travels With My Daftie 