As much as I like to cook, I have noticed that I tend to avoid complicated recipes. A never-ending list of ingredients scares the shit out of me. I love a good challenge in the kitchen but most days I want to avoid the hassle. That’s why I love quick, simple, get to the point type of recipes. These types are made even better when they don’t break the bank and can be found (or should be) in your pantry, fridge or freezer. This is a great example. You can whip it up in minutes if you have a few eggs, some spinach (frozen will do), a couple of mushrooms and some shredded cheese. It’s filling, healthy and quick. Pop some tomatoes in the oven before you start and enjoy a good old hearty omelette.
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The transition from holiday to routine came abruptly to Georgie. He misses his daddy after spending three weeks of morning chores, long breakfasts, naps together and afternoon swims. While I was barely hanging on to the last days of the summer vibe, the little man needed to be entertained. With kids, entering new phases is a crazy time but get it right and it can be magical. He wants to ride a dinosaur and go to school. On his own. Needless to say, there’s a massive improvement in his speech! Dude, we talk to each other! I ask, he answers. He asks, I do my best to answer. Why are you cooking, mummy? Because you have to eat. Why do I have to eat, mummy? The questions come like an avalanche with the sweetest force ever. Which ultimately means that it’s crunch time for Georgie and his ever-curious mind. I scour Pinterest for ideas on toddler activities and interests. Georgie absolutely adores his big cousin but there are times when a six-year old and a two-year old don’t mesh. They need stimulation and something to do other than annoying each other. Enter car wash. They had so much fun they ended up washing every single outdoor toy and themselves, of course. Tents, teepees, they all work when it comes to a pop up house in the garden. With Lily Rose as the house guard.Fruit and vegetable stamping. So simple, so pretty. Papa’s work has been supplying us with cardboard boxes. Yes! The possibilities are endless. So far we’ve got a car going-albeit with stockings as seat belts- and a race track and tunnel for his Hot Wheels. It’s no wonder I baked twice last week.
Monday signaled the end to our summer holidays. For three weeks, we hopped from city to village, mountains to seaside and back home again. We ate truckloads of ice cream and spent hours at the beach. Alot of fish was consumed and sandcastles were built. And knocked down. And built again. This summer was so different from our last one with Georgie. He is so much more aware now and can actually sit still for an early evening meal with us! With other people present. It’s no secret how much I value a good night sleep for my little dude so taking him to a hotel for three nights where he’s routine was bound to be thrown off the tracks, was a bit stressful. Apart from keeping us up until midnight, the first night, he was my good little boy I proudly watched swimming in the sea and throwing sand at his cousin. There was this one moment where Georgie fell asleep while sitting on the couch with me. He was wiped out. He hasn’t done that since he was a tiny tot and I could lay him down on the couch. This picture melts my heart because my little boy is not so tiny anymore.
A three day mini break in Paphos can do wonders for the soul and a curious child.