Sometimes being mildly inconvenienced can be a blessing in disguise.
After our lovely but pretty exhausting day yesterday, I wasn’t feeling the most energetic this morning. I felt well but also that horizontal was the preferable position of the day. Luckily for my lazy bones, my Big Human had a work related package being delivered but very few details as to when it might arrive so we were a bit house bound for the morning. Which suited me and my girl very nicely this morning. We did some chores, read lots of books, had plenty of snuggles and made my world famous gold soup (no, not because it has 24 carrots in it) before the package arrived, just in time for lunch.
One of our achievements this morning. Wee Daftie managed to put one boot on all by herself. It was on the wrong foot and she didn’t want to put the other one on but it’s still. She tried.
After our lazy morning, we definitely needed some fresh air so bundled up and went for a walk after her nap, before dinner. The wind was wild again today. Milder than previous days but really strong. I had entertained the idea of heading down the pier again but the wind at its highest nearly knocked me on my arse not long after we left the flat so I figured being at height beside water wasn’t ideal.
So we did a big loop instead. Technically two loops. The second loop was to circle our building before heading inside, just to boost the steps for the day.
I still had some steps to finish off after dinner but our hourlong loop racked up a huge number, which was excellent.
My favourite things about Wee Daftie’s Toddlerdom are also my least favourite things. Stealing food is adorable but, y’know, also theft.
She’s definitely a smart little cookie, which is fantastic, but this has its downside too. Take today, for example. She was sitting on the kitchen counter as I made dinner. I had one hand on her and then other stirring the veg. She has both her hands in the fruit bowl.
She had a mum (plum) in one hand and an arrnge (orange) in the other. I pointed out that she’d already had a plum today so she had to put it back. Which she did. Lovely. She then started putting the orange to her mouth. When I said no, not before dinner, she just giggled and drew it away from lips and then back up again. And again. And again. Looking me dead in the eye, daring me to challenge her.
So when I, calmly, asked her to put it back she giggled again and took a bit of the skin, knowing I would then peel the orange. Cheeky little manipulative clever Dafite.
Part of me was very proud.
Another day, another pilfered smoothie. While pondering the meaning of life. (Booblees!)
Steps achieved, despite of some excellent laziness in the morning, a tired Mammy and a con-artist Daftie.
Travels With My Daftie 