Saturday late mornings are usually spent with Georgie’s cousins at TGIF, perhaps the most kid-friendly diner I know. However this Saturday, we went back to basics and snacked on fruit, cheese and bread at the Athalassa Park. I literally threw in a bag whatever I could find in the kitchen that would be picnic-suitable. It was a lovely change and one that we will definitely be doing more of. And thankfully, Georgie rediscovered his love for blueberries.
I’ve been toying with the idea of doing a couple of posts a week on Georgie’s outfits. Mind-blowing stuff, I know but there are times when my little dude looks so freaking cute in jeans and t-shirts and converse sneakers, I need to tell the world! Georgie has mostly new clothes bought at an intense rate by yours truly. I can’t help myself. And to think i was worried at 4 months pregnant as to how the hell I was going to dress a boy. But I’m loving it. Wouldn’t change it for the world.
Lefkara. That is the name of this breathtaking village just outside of Larnaca. We headed there yesterday, on a beautiful sunny but cool day with my sister and her family. The kids had a fantastic time walking through the pebbled alleyways and eating loukoumades, which again I didn’t get a picture of, because I just about had time to snag two for myself before they disappeared. The older kids, Angelo and Mia were keen on checking out the bright coloured houses and made us laugh when they looked confused as to why the roads were so small. We explained that back then people didn’t have cars, they had donkeys. Angelo: ‘I don’t understand’. This is the second Sunday outing in two months so I think we should aim for more, make it a regular ‘thing’. Georgie is old enough to last through the day with a quick nap in the car so leaving town is less stressful. There’s nothing like enjoying your food with a toddler who isn’t interested in doing the same, right? Thinking about doing more posts like this. Perhaps I’ll call it This is Cyprus.
One week away was more than enough for me to admit that my baby has become a little boy. In exactly one month from now he will be turning two. Last night, papa and I watched a few -ok, alot!- of videos from when Georgie was just a wee baby. Oh how time has passed. I could’ve sworn a year ago was just yesterday because it feels like that. I am not noticing how fast he is growing. It’s slipping through my hands. But you know what? It’s ok. Because my little dude is becoming a person. An opinionated character with never-ending energy. A day spent with him is a day well spent. He screams at the top of his lungs and runs around in circles. Also he loves jumping from one couch to another or chair or table; whichever is furthest. He helps bring the dirty laundry to the washing machine and even grabs a wet wipe when something needs cleaning! He hugs me every so tightly and kisses me gently on the mouth and then says Mama and I die happy. Right there.
