Beach and Football

Alice has been playing with this ball for months, normally crawling around chasing after it or kicking it while we hold her hands. Today she kicked the ball around the room for the first time on her own. This will please her Papa (Pauline's dad) who used to be a professional footballer and hoping that there'll be another one in the family at some point. You never know, Alice could play for England or Northern Ireland one day (actually she could also play for Scotland, depending on how far back in the family tree you need to go to prove nationality; Pauline's mum).

We also had a constitutional on the beach today. Alice enjoys walking along the beach and getting the sand in her hands (and well everywhere). It's a good job though, given we live a 10 min walk from this beach, she'll spend a lot of her childhood here. She likes to keep a bit of sand in her hands for the pram ride home, making sure she's not too hungry for dinner.

Alice is officially a toddler!!!

Yes, Alice is now officially a toddler. Everyone keeps saying "oh now the trouble starts". I've gotta say that nothing much has changed, because she could've got a gold medal in the 100 metre crawl no problem. She still goes to the same places she's not allowed and we are still telling her not to.

Yesterday after the morning service at church, Alice was walking up the aisle and Stuart was following her and when they reached the top one of our ministers said to Stuart, "one day Stuart, you'll be walking her up the aisle for real". Even funnier, was that Peter McKelvey (who is 2 and a half) was walking her back down the aisle, holding her hand. A sign of the future? Who knows. It did make, Stuart, Nina (Peter's mum) and me all laugh, a lot. Alice McKelvey? It does have a certain ring to it.

In the garden

We actually had some sun last week in the North East. Slapped the factor 50 on Alice and we played in the garden. This was pre de-heading all the dandelions on the lawn and pre Stuart mowing it at the weekend. We had a wander round the garden looking at all the different plants and looking at Daddy's pig, or "aggie" as Alice calls them. It is quite funny because dogs, pigs and bags are all either "aggie" or "gaggie". So when we hear her calling "aggie" we look around for the dog and 9 times out of 10 there'll be one across the street or half way down the road.





On Sunday morning, the fog was as thick as champ. We drove 9 miles west into Newcastle and went to church and it was beautifully sunny. We decided we would go to the beach after Alice's nap. Drove the 9 miles east again to the coast and the fog was still as thick as champ. It brightened up a bit, so we decided to take Alice to the park at the end of our street for the first time, now that she is wearing proper shoes. By the time she had her snack, her nappy changed, got her coat and shoes on and into the pram, the fog rolled back in again. So we went to the park anyway, it was freezing, but Alice had a go on the swing, enjoyed it for all of 20 seconds and wanted back out again. So we came home to play in the warm with a hot cup of tea (that's Stuart and me not Alice!!). It has remained foggy ever since, apart from the 4 seconds we had yesterday. The clouds have actually parted as I'm writing this.

I HATE PINK!!!!!!

Here's why. Just because she doesn't wear pink doesn't mean I don't want her to be feminine or have girls' things, I think people misunderstand and think I want to turn her into some kind of tom-boy or goth. I don't at all, I just think the colour is insipid and boring and I would rather have her in a wider range of colours than one. The clothes shops are getting better at providing a variety of different colours. But when you want to buy toys for girls, it is pink all the way, equally disgusting and lazy on the manufacturers part is the only blue option for boys. If you go to the Early Learning Centre website, it is blue and green for boys and pink for girls. Most clothes shops selling babies' clothes have pale blue for boys and pink for girls. Most people want more variety than that. At least the parents of little boys I have spoken to, get fed up too with the lack of choice. This doesn't seem to be as much of a problem in the US, as the people I have asked about it tell me there is certainly more choice and not the same level of princess etc. stuff. One girl told me about logos on her daughter's bibs (for a 3 month old) saying "flirt", "hot babe" on them. They were in a pack and bought as a present. I would've sent them back to the manufacturer asking them why they think it's appropriate to sexualise a baby.

If you read this article which was in The Guardian the day before Alice's 1st birthday you will understand more why I feel so strongly about it and hopefully understand my position. This isn't an issue for me, I just don't buy pink. So I'm really hoping that the lazy designers are going to be sacked soon and they'll get people in with a bit more imagination than, to be a girl you must love fairies that are pink. So that by the time Alice wants to buy her own clothes she will love all colours and want to wear a variety and not feel hoodwinked by huge multi-million pound corporations. Also, it will be up to her what she wants to wear, within reason and decency.

http://lifeandhealth.guardian.co.uk/family/story/0,,2268921,00.html

Bunny, new shoes and walking

As you can see we have a wee visitor in the garden. The bunny rabbit visited for a few days a couple of weeks ago. Alice was quite excited to see it hopping around the garden. Haven't seen it for about a week or so. We had one in the garden a few years ago. There's a bowling green at the top of our street and that's where all the rabbits hang out.


Also with Alice actually choosing to walk around the place now, she has her first pair of proper shoes. She seems quite taken with them and likes the noise they make on the kitchen tiles.

The video of Alice walking was taken yesterday, pre new shoes. Her tongue hangs out of her mouth permanently. She now has 6 teeth and another one on the way any day.