Oh my goodness. Only 5 days left to go! This is incredible. Aaaaaand we broke the £300 mark last night, just after I posted the blog. Horray! Just five more days to get a few more donations and boost the total Total!
No reason to share this aside from it is hilarious. I sent the connecting video to my Mammy who in turn captioned it “Sleep Walking”. My Mammy is so clever.
So today the weather was meant to be quite nice again so I planned ahead, packed us a wee picnic and took us off for a walk along to Crammond.
I am getting really good at attaching her to my back these days.
We stayed at the grassy/beachy bit today rather than heading to the more woody/muddy bit that we traipsed through a couple of weeks ago with Auntie Numbnuts.
The walk along is pretty flat so it didn’t take long to get there at all. When there was a big space of grassy stuff, I set Wee Daftie free and we had a wander about.
The first thing she did was, literally, run for the hills.
She took the lead and I followed along. She took me by the hand and together we went up the grassy hill and along beside the road.
Today was another insight to the real tunnel vision she can have at times. On one hand, it was ace as she dragged us along a ditch. We have rules and we have things that we do/don’t want Wee Daftie to do but we also want her to explore and investigate and walk through ditches. She saw it, she climbed into it and dragged me along with her.
On the other hand, things were less fantastic when she really wanted to go trespassing in the golf course and I wouldn’t let her. I used my words to explain why we couldn’t but she only really had one word to say back to me and it was shrieked back to me “Noooooo!”
Ditch walking Daftie.
Luckily, the protest was short lived when I took her by the hand this time and ran us both back down the hill. We then found a bench and watched the planes go by while we had some of our picnic.
Speaking of aeroplanes, she has an amazing eye for spotting planes but also pointing them out and telling me that she was seen them. However, she calls them “Man.” I don’t think she’s ever seen Superman but she is definitely seeing “Boird! Man! Superplane!” Or not…
Uh oh. There’s a Daftie on my back.
Steps brilliantly achieved before we got home thanks to all the hill running and ditch walking. What more can we ask for?
Travels With My Daftie 