10,000 steps baby!

I'm doing the global corporate 10,000 steps challenge. The idea is that you aim to take at least 10,000 steps per day.

For fun, I decided to put one on myself and one on my 15 month old.

As much as I'd hate to admit, she beats me most days in terms of steps. She averages about 5-6k at childcare and about 7-8k at home and on the weekends. Really thought she would take more steps at childcare considering there's just more space there to roam around! I now suspect she sits in the sandpit for ages at a time.

For comparison she does about 1000 steps before her daddy gets out of bed! Well done Hailey!

One extraordinary thing is, she knows what a pedometer is now! She can't say it, it is the longest word she knows but when I ask for it, she will always bring it to me. I'm pretty sure she's no idea what it is or what it does.

Update: she's calling it pedo-bid-dah!

Helpful Hailey

The sound of frantic wiping of my bed sheets means that my almost 15 month old has just spilt her milk and is trying to cover the evidence. It's been happening all morning as I wait in bed for hubby to cook me breakfast (with spiritual guidance from our daughter) for Mother's Day. I'm glad she's learning to clean up after herself. I need to find a cup that only let's out liquid in a toddlers mouth. Think I may have found one, stayed tuned!

We're also very grateful she's now able to help with the laundry and put the shopping away. I think it really helps that she likes clothes (socks in particular) and food. I'm working on teaching her to sort out pairs of socks, but she doesn't seem to have that much attention to detail yet.

She's also quite fond of stomping on our bag of rice and walking backwards. I'm sure she calls it dancing - well, maybe one day she'll call it that.  For now we are content with the "ar?" tagged onto the end of her ramblings and the "do?" that accompanies her pointing to or patting of an object.

In the beginning..

As with many other people, I've been thinking about blogging for a while. Initially it was so that I could document my first pregnancy and the journey that would unfold.

Nine (or more correctly ten) months plus fifteen months down the track, it is the time to start. I regret not starting a blog back then. This, plus the fact that I have a poor memory, makes me want to start even more and capture those little things in life - the little details, the everyday life that shouldn't be, but are, a little forgettable. :/

I must say, I have no idea what I'm doing, but this is a start.

..In the beginning, I was confused. (Now let's see if I can post this!)