Earlier today, I discovered that I can no longer do a heel click. You know when you jump up in the air at an angle, and click your heels together, before dropping back down? That. I used to be able to do them properly, but I hadn’t tried since before I was pregnant with Auri. Euan came into the kitchen just as I was trying, while I was waiting for the kettle to boil, much to his amusement. I think I tried a good twenty or more times today, but I’m not sure there was much improvement. I’ll persevere.
Elfi absolutely loves the purple alliums growing in the woods right now. If she is in her pushchair, she will demand we stop to pick her one. If she is toddling along, she will pick her own. Today, she chose and abandoned three or four.
Two of our friends dropped by this evening, and Auri insisted on hosting a dance party in her bedroom. We were all shut outside for a few minutes, four teddies stationed at the door like tiny fluffy bouncers, while she decorated the room.