I am extremely proud to be one of those daughters who thinks her daddy is the best in the world. Our bond runs deep, doesn’t it? It hasn’t always been smooth sailing though. Remember my many many late nights and ridiculous crazy fashion choices? What about the piercings and smoking? Nothing was really that unusual about my behavior growing up; I was merely a rebellious one. For the life of me I could never understand the insistence on table manners or putting the lid back on the coffee pot, or taking my coat and shoes off as soon as I get home. But guess what? Now I do. I see the tiny important things you have taught me in my everyday life now as a mother and I hope that I will be able to give Georgie the same strong foundation. And our love of music! I am more like you than you will ever know! I love you, daddy. xxx
motherhood
Last night, we ordered in but I was in the mood to make dessert so I whipped up some strawberry tarts – technically i didn’t bake anything. The tart cases were ready. Oops. I did make the custard from scratch and the strawberries were organic so all eight tarts were scrumptious.
I saved one for Georgie because he hasn’t tasted the sweetness that is custard yet- I know! Ridiculous, right? Picture taken with brand spanking new iPad! For some bizarre reason, he took the strawberries off before giving it a go. He then of course devoured the berries and waved his hands around for more.
Enjoying the cool breeze on our veranda, watching the world go by. Makes me realize I’m gonna miss this place when we move. So MANY MANY wonderful things have happened to me here. Major incidents. But it’s the little everyday happenings and details that have made up my life over the last six years. These girls take the same route everyday at the same time, chattering away. They make me smile. My I♥NY coffee mug from my first trip to the most utterly fascinating city i have visited. The cactuses have been there way before that. They were the first greens I brought into the apartment. SIX YEARS ago! I swear I’m even gonna miss our road. Thankfuly this part of my years lived in the apartment will be coming with. x
Have a super great fabulous weekend!xxx
Since I became pregnant I’ve been keeping a diary. For Georgie. I don’t know why but a couple of months after I found out I was pregnant and when we knew it was a boy, I suddenly felt the urge to ‘talk’ to him. I felt I had things to say. Even if it is just mentioning a doctor’s appointment or a film I have watched, every few weeks I open this little leather pad and ‘talk’ to my baby. Everytime, I imagine him reading it and asking me to fill him in on the details of events I have written about. It’s funny to think how far away that time is but it wasn’t that long ago that I bought this little leather pad and sat down to write the first time.