Trivial triumphs

Normally I spend a long time deliberating about the worthiness of writing a blog post, and then either decide not to or simply get distracted by other things.

Today however Ada has started to refuse being put in the buggy. No, not in the annoying “I know you’re in hurry Daddy and so I’m going to do my best plank of wood impression” refusal, but in the “Walking please” (her words) kind of way.

Ada is choosing to walk, mostly in the right direction, meandering a bit (she’s exploring), but for longer and longer each day – managed a good 15 minutes yesterday at the park and again today at the playground.

That’s all… a triumph none the less.

One clap, two clap, three clap, forty?

By clapping more or less, you can signal to us which stories really stand out.