I had grand notions of taking the same walk this morning that we went on Saturday but the weather was so grim that I decided it might be best not to. We had a huge day planned, out of the house all day, so the idea of starting that by getting soaked wasn’t one to relish.
Soggy, blurry, hoodie Dafties.
There are many things to love about living in Edinburgh. The history, the culture, the food, the hills, the grey buildings interspersed with dashes of greenness, parks and buildings hanging out together in harmony.
One of my personal favourite things is just how much culture and entertainment is available for free! Museums, galleries, big green spaces, libraries, even a city farm. And a lot of these venues have lots of free events for littlies and their wranglers. Which is useful for someone like me who has an energetic and interested wee thing who needs entertainment. Constant entertainment. So when I discovered that the National Gallery did an arts morning called Create for up to three year olds, I knew we had to check it out.
Look! A creation! (Not actually made today though)
We have been attending this event since last summer and it’s fab. It is really well organised, the volunteers are great and there is not only not only never ending supplies but also encouragement and interaction. It runs for two hours but as it’s drop in, we usually just turn up at the start and see how long she lasts.
We got the bus up to the Protrait Gallery straight after a good brekkie and had lots of fun painting circles, making telescopes, rolling balls down tubes and splashing paint…everywhere.
After we were all created out, we went for a random walk in the mild drizzle. We were off to see friends in the afternoon so I figured that we would stay in town, get some lunch as well as some walking.
There is a lot of joy to be had in just walking pointlessly with a toddler. If you have the time and nowhere in particular to be, it is fun to try and see what they see. It takes FOREVER but it can be so worth it. Especially when she likes to choose which direction we go or when she randomly starts trying to climb stairs or small walls. (See above)
And here we have a small human slowly peeling eyes, noses and arms from a gingerbread named George. Why give them names? Just feels cruel when you eat them.
After having a treat of lunch out, we took a couple more buses to visit our friends. I have met some fabulous girls in these recent Daftie filled years and I always relish our catch-ups. And today was no exception.
At the end of a long day with several buses, a bit of rain, lots of fun and a surprising amount of steps achieved we made it home in time for a snack and some stories before bedtime. I was only 1000 steps short when I got home so finished off the steps (and then some) with my pal Leslie Sansone.
More rain is forecast so I need to get my thinking cap on for steps in a less soggy environment for tomorrow!
Travels With My Daftie 