My parents left for London this afternoon. My daddy needs surgery. Sigh. I have been writing and deleting wondering if this is something i truly want to share here on the blog. But you know what? It is. Because this is a trying time for my family and this blog is about both the good times and bad that I know all families have. The photos are a reminder to me and Georgie that despite these difficult times, we were surrounded by loved ones. And that’s all that matters.
I was washing the dishes when I heard Georgie saying ‘ello’ back to the TV and then repeating the word ‘apple’. My little dude is growing. Fast. He mumbles all sorts and is building a vocabulary all his own. I really cannot wrap my head around the fact that soon we will be having conversations and he’ll be blowing my mind with the kind of childish fantasy I crave in life. He says the word ‘ne’ – Greek for yes- in a number of voices and tones depending on the question. He can name both grandmothers. He calls his auntie Soula ‘Sasa’ and screams ‘BAAAA’ every time a bus goes by.
I asked Georgie what he wanted for Christmas a month ago and up until the day, the answer was always: Tachter! He has a slight obsession with this farming vehicle no doubt brought on by his grandfather’s mini digger and his dad’s race car and their own obsessions with four-wheeled goodies. A week ago he even said ‘ellow’ as in yellow! A yellow and green super monster tractor was just what he got from his grandparents who probably didn’t consider their daughter-in-law would take on the role of chauffeur! I laughed my head off and can’t wait to move into our gorgeous home equipped with a big garden for tractor racing!
[vimeo clip_id= http://www.vimeo.com/55959810 w=500&h=281] So apparently the only time my son zones out is when he’s got a paintbrush -or two-in his hands. He actually spent a good few seconds staring at one! Unfortunately the magic ends when he decides to stand up, paintbrushes and colorful hands ready to explore white walls. This little project involves a Christmas present for a couple of Georgie’s favorite people. I am having so much fun putting together handmade gifts and in some cases investing in young people’s futures through music and books. I got the Rolling Stones’ Greatest Hits for one of my little brothers- //no, he doesn’t read my blog// I think he’ll be super-excited. I certainly would be. Hint!
Things have been good this week. My baby boy welcomed me from London with a shy smile and swinging legs. You’d have thought he was nervous or something! I eased myself into his space because last time I left him with his grandparents, he wouldn’t come anywhere near me for a few hours. It was heartbreaking but expected behavior. Apparently, kids make it personal when you go missing. So within minutes, my little dude was pushing his toy truck around the kitchen with me and making sure I didn’t leave his side. Even for a second. I don’t mind. Do you have any idea how much I missed those mischievous smiles? Starry brownies were the cherry on the top.