Sunday, 22 March 2009
















Heidi’s busy little social life continues in a whirl, or perhaps just a swirl.

Thursday 19th would have been Fred’s third birthday and so we went up to Chagford to see his little grave and lay some flowers. We saw Revd Gearing, who conducted Fred’s funeral, just as he was going into the church, on a lovely crisp sunny morning. Heidi was pulling faces at him by this time as it was cold for her, and we have now found she dislikes hats for some reason.

Once we had done that we headed to Somerset to meet up with Frances and spent the day there with her and her two children, which was lovely. A walk in the lanes saw Heidi riding high in her (or actually Fred’s) backpack frame. She dropped her hat sneakily as it was sunny, but a motorist stopped and brought it back to us. Hooch the dog gave Heidi her first very wet ear, through a big lick that was sneaked in. Heidi enjoyed it a little I think.

On Saturday we went headed over to Brixham as it was still fine. She liked looking at the trawlers and crabbers moored up in the busy harbour and was fascinated by the Golden Hind tied up against the quay. We popped into the “Vigilant” pub for some lunch and a nappy change but it was so dark and gloomy in there, we headed back out again. We took lunch on The Quay at Shipmates fish and chip restaurant. We had sausage, egg and chips which were first class, and Heidi sat in the highchair most pleased that she could watch the traffic and people going by. Her head was spinning nearly 360 degrees, which made it difficult to eat her lunch with us, but we got the in the end.

The last couple of days have seen Heidi with a temperature and being a bit off-colour. She has been bobbing around the 39 point for a bit and then settles down. She is quite happy with herself though, and seems to be eating and drinking as normal. She had some little sandwiches today, filled with cheese which she enjoyed, although left a huge pile of crumbs and crusts about her feeding station and fell asleep part way through…..

Her crawling and climbing antics are unabated, though she does pause for some kip every now and then. Hopefully her bug will pass sometime soon. She can now open doors and drawers, but hasn’t worked out how not to get fingers trapped. The other day she was (safely?) in her paly pen and we were popping in and out of the room and she was quietly playing. Rachel wandered in and found her sitting happily on the other side of the room, rooting through the building blocks that live in the back of her tipper truck toy. She’d passed the fire and ornaments by, heading to where she knows her Toy Reserve is kept – out of sight. I don’t think she’d have let herself out, but we cannot fathom out how, as we check the gate and it normally will swing open slightly.

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