So, Marnie has made it to her first birthday, well, just. Not that we ever doubted she would - though there were times we doubted we would.She is developing a neat sense of timing, and fell asleep for a solid two hours 15 minutes before her guests arrived, and so only just made it to her own birthday party. I'm sure there's a saying about being late for your own..., well, maybe not.
In her defence, she hasn't been sleeping well, having yet another cough (someone once named day care centres as viral exchange programmes, and I'm beginning to agree), as well as four teeth now. (Two each top and bottom, front and centre, since you ask. And they are little chisels - no way are our fingers going near her mouth now!) so she really doesn't stand a chance of sleeping well at night. During the day is another matter, usually just as something exciting is about to happen.
But we had a pleasant time. And a useful test run of the toddler-proofness of the house. It isn't, the glass doors on the bookcase and the DVD cabinets being the most obvious. Oh, and the chairs which collapse when you sit on them.
And then this evening, the follow up to our last post. Yes, she's up, and oh boy, it really is beginning. The first steps. Well, a sideways shuffle, and a lot of leg waving. I'm told this is a significant milestone, otherwise, of course, I wouldn't mention it. At least she's learning the cardinal rule of always having three points of contact...
I think that's it for now. Is it not enough? OK. Some pictures will hopefully be forthcoming, courtesy of award winning photographer Rachel Thomas. Will let you know when they're on Flickr.
