So I started writing a big post about how I’ve gained a new appreciation for friends, old and new, since having Wee Daftie. It started getting really cheesy and humble-braggy so I am going to let my thoughts fester a bit before I go out on a potentially awkward limb!
Here we have the lesser spotted Daftie Bear, looking delighted in her natural habitat – dino jammies and eating breakfast.
We ended our streak of lie-ins this morning with her waking at a slightly more usual time before heading out to meet some friends for a walk.
As we were heading over to the Botanic Gardens again, I strapped her in for a walk up and then let her run riot with her pals.
Part of the reason I wanted to write a post about friends was watching my littlie making friends with the other littlies. They actually seem to like each other. This is really cool for me as I really like the Mammies connected to said littlies. I have met a lot of other parents since having Wee Daftie but I haven’t always liked them/gotten a long with them all. Just because our kids are the same age, doesn’t mean we have anything in common.
Daftie cuddling one of her other best buddies.
The girls and their littlies are so precious to me as they are my kind of people. I honestly didn’t really expect to make good friends in my mid-thirties, I kind of thought I had all the good friends I needed (who are incredible humans and friends, by the way) so I don’t take this new tribe, met through nct, baby classes, online, being neighbours, for granted.
She’s my pal. Who wouldn’t want to be friends with this fashion forward chick?
All the walking around the gardens, as well as to and from the gardens, helped us hit the target as we made it home. Which was great as it freed up the afternoon for a nap! She only has two naps a week these days and I so appreciate them when they come around!
Less than two weeks to go!
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Travels With My Daftie 