Who wouldn't want to be a Chookie?

She's had a great last 7 days, that kid. Last Tuesday we were at the dental hospital in Glasgow but she didn't need anything done (yay!) and we had poundage to spend in Hamleys, Forbidden Planet and the Disney Store and an awesome hotdog for lunch. Thursday she was at an all-day cricket festival. Now, she detests cricket but it was dry and meant she got a day off of algebra. Result! And Friday was spent having her "buddy training" at school.

 

The buddy system pairs up willing P7's (that's last year of primary school - 11 year olds - for those of you not in the Scots school system) with new P1's who have just started school in August. It means there's a familiar face in the playground and someone other than a scary teacher or classroom assistant to ask things of. The training (no, I am none the wiser what it actually consisted of, before anyone asks!) was in a local church hall and for comfort was designated a no-uniform day. Suddenly my wee girl looks not-so-wee though, eh? It doesn't feel like so long since her own Big Buddy, Tara, was visiting her in the nursery (pre-school) class getting her ready for her transition to "the big school."  She gets her Wee Buddy in a few weeks. They visit a few times and the little ones get a photo to keep over the summer holidays. I think it's a great scheme and it really helped Chook herself settle at school.

And then today after school she was at an athletics taster session at a local high school.  This is a triple jump. She's in the orange.

And this is the (not-so) long walk to retrieve the foam javelin. The muscley field sports weren't my forte, either!

But this photo makes me laugh and laugh. It's hurdle practising but I think it looks like the wee lass in front is squealing "help! Save me from the crazy bounding girls!!" My Chook's got some size of stride! I was a good hurdler myself.

 

I was quietly hoping she might take the taster and run with it. The local athletics club is after young members and I was her age when I joined. But, no, she only wanted to go tonight because it looked like fun - the rascal had no intention of joining up! She's sticking to ponies, she tells me. A pair of spikes are infinitely cheaper than a pony! Harumph.

And one last Chook thing. My new favourite part of the wee loo!

This photo was taken just after her second birthday at St Andrews beach. It hung as part of my living room wall art for years but I haven't the room for all the frames now. This one goes beautifully in the new decor - it was supposed to be hung on the wall but I rather like it sitting on the shelf. We're finished the DIY, too. Whoop!! There's a few hooks and things to go up but I can't find what I'm after so they can get done in a few weeks. I'll do photos another day but I totally love it!