First, thank God papa convinced me to get an iPhone. I am on fire on Instagram – even if it is only for my 15 followers. Boohoo- and having so much fun documenting Georgie’s life even MORE! Over the past three days we’ve done more shopping than will ever be admitted, gawked over these super cool mini ducks, ate a delicious homemade organic beef bolognese, cottage cheese with canned pineapples- which are not as bad as I thought- and messed around with our jumbo pot of chalk. Aside from the chalk breaking into a gazillion pieces, I can’t really complain. Having great music in the background helped take off the edge. oh and we also took our new pink pram for a walk……..
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Georgie is finally at that stage where a night out won’t mess with his routine or my patience. I always make sure he’s had a good nap in the afternoon, possibly later than usual, and that our destination is somewhat kid-friendly. We decided to grab an early dinner last night at a gorgeous little taverna in Aglantzia, Nicosia. Georgie fed the cats souvlaki and spent half the evening staring up at the beautiful lights. He’s almost 17 months now and becoming such a character. But above all, he’s a happy baby. People notice that at once when they meet him and although I’m not too keen on him walking up to complete strangers, I am very proud my baby is growing up with a smile on his face.
The past three days have been a lesson to me. DON’T LEAVE YOUR CHILD …ever. Actually I’m only joking…well, kind of. You see, I’m sure my little dude is feeling a little low. He seems to whine about everything and has also learnt how to stomp his feet. I don’t even think it’s something he’s learnt; it looks natural when he does it but boy, does it piss me off. Seriously. He’s not his usual happy self. Perhaps he is reacting to the separation. I certainly am; being extra patient and allowing him to hoover anytime he feels like it. I’ve been making smoothies and wearing dresses, taking my baby for an afternoon ride to the beach and walking barefoot. But his behavior still bothers me. I fear we have entered the tantrum stage. And I know I need to nip it in the bud but how, especially when you have those eyes looking right at you?!
Have a great weekend. x
I just realized that this single picture more or less sums up Amsterdam. Beautiful but also mysterious and perhaps naughty yet most definitely positive. I don’t know how i got all that from this single shot but anyway. My point is that this European city grabbed me. Something in the air made you feel positive, put a smile on your face, dared you to rethink your routine- i’m referring to the bicycle situation. I knew people used bicycles more than cars but I have never and probably won’t every again see that many bicycles rounded up in one place. I couldn’t give you a number but you get the idea. Tulips weren’t in season but we got our fair share of wooden ones. Cheese was definitely on the list of goodies to bring back. I’d give anything to live on one of these streets, in one of these houses. My two must-do’s: Visit Christmas Palace! And take a boat ride. If only to see the stunning boat houses and bridges. We even broadened our knowledge… Last but by no means least, pancakes. Hope to be back soon. x