January 3rd 2021

There was less snow and more rain today but seeing as I’m Irish, Wee Daftie is half Irish and we live in Scotland, we’re basically waterproof so what’s some rain between Dafties?

We had plans to meet some friends at the park so we had a lovely walk in the grey, chilly morning, ignoring the swimmers shrieking in the harbour and stopping to check out some starlings.

The friends we met are ones we made at one of the first baby classes we went to. At this stage, we’ve known them for four full years now and it’s so wonderful. It’s such a privilege to watch your own child grow but it’s beyond words to be a part of your friends’ kids’ lives too. I love how their friendship has grown from rolling around the floor at baby sensory, blowing raspberries to holding full conversations together. Never fails to warm my cold, cold heart.

After a good hour, and then some, of playing and chatting – we mammies may have done the bulk of the chatting, Wee Daftie and I headed back home.

We took a slight detour through this little wooded area that runs along the path that takes us from the park to home. It’s a super mucky path that people have built these cool little shelters by weaving branched together. Dog walkers can be found here frequently as well as lots of holly, plenty of roots to stumble over and the lesser spotted wild Daftie.

She loves it in here. Today was no different and she led us through, deciding which little path to take. “Okay, Mammy. Stop walking. You stay there. Don’t move. I’ll tell you when to follow.” She then rambled ahead. Stopped. Bellowed, “Okay! Walk!” Not suggesting she’s bossy at all. Just determined.

We got soaked on the walk home. Utterly saturated. My legs were red and soggy. Wee Daftie’s lips were blue and chittering. But we had the loveliest time and a good feeling after all our walking, playing, singing (“One misty moisty morning, when cloudy was the weather…”) The walk home took longer thanks to our woody detour and Wee Daftie wanting to walk on the walls along the Lower Granton Road but we made it home in time for lunch, a video chat with my Mammy (her Nana), hot choccie and gingerbread and a film in the afternoon.

My Big Human is back to work tomorrow so it was nice to have a lazy afternoon, finished off with homemade pizza for dinner! If you ever ask Wee Daftie what her favourite food it, she would tell you that it’s sausages and pizza. Every time. Ask her what her favorite colour and it will change every time. Favourite food? Sausages and pizza.

I was just shy of the target for today so it was another post bedtime walk. I got in trouble this morning for going out last night without her, by the way. Fingers crossed she’s not going to find out about this one!

Steps target hit after skidding, slipping, walking and arm dancing my way through Granton, listening to Fallout Boy. What a way to end a day.

It’s not always easy to find the motivation to head out when the weather is rubbish, but if helps raise a bit of money to help those dealing with and surviving domestic abuse, then I will happily walk in a hundred rainstorms.

Day three done. Ready for tomorrow and the next chance to step up.