1. First time at the movies! It was such an exciting Monday for both of us because I love little more than a cinema theatre and taking Georgie through the doors, into that dark world and seeing the amazement in his eyes, was just so cool. ‘Mummy, it’s magic!’ Something that will stick with me forever. We watched The Lego Movie and left after an hour. He’s only three after all. (Taken with my iphone camera hence the shit quality)
This weekend, my baby boy turned three. We celebrated with a big bash and a dress up theme to go with. It was such a fun day with people turning up decked in their fancy costumes, faces painted, making me laugh so hard all day long with their antics. Honestly, I had the best time, so a big thank you to everyone who came. Despite the massive stress overload that comes with planning a big birthday party that included Barney showing up and making my baby’s face beam so brightly at the sight of the big pink dinosaur, it was all worth it. Excuse the overload of photos that is to follow but I need to post a few pictures of these awesome people.This will definitely be a day I will remember and smile. Happy third birthday, my sweet boy. x
Argh! It’s been one of those weeks where all I can give you is an odd ends post. It sort of means that while I feel not much happened this week that is blog-worthy, I did use my camera to capture a few things I want to remember and that makes me happy. Now allow me to go wash my hair and prepare for a boisterous weekend with lots of foods and lots of relatives- note: if you know Cypriots, you know I mean ALOT in both cases. Oh and there’s a DIY project brewing around here. Have a good one! x
A month ago, while we were decorating our Christmas tree, Georgie asked for pancakes for dinner. So, I dropped what I was doing and headed to the kitchen with him to whip up a batch. Georgie stood on his little stool and waited for me to gather all the ingredients. He then helped me scoop out the exact measurements with that cute toddler steadiness and then he cracked open two eggs with one hand. We began mixing away when my mother-in-law began laughing. She couldn’t believe how well Georgie was handling himself and the whole process. He is indeed a great sous chef and I could not be prouder. I smile when he starts cleaning and cups his hand under the kitchen counter to catch those crumbs.
Every night, before I nod off, I like to plan the next day in my head. I schedule appointments and chores if they are on the itinerary and then I concentrate on Georgie and activities we could do together. It only takes a few minutes and somehow it makes falling asleep much easier.
And then the New Year flies in and sleep doesn’t come easy. I find myself staring into space, willing my head and heart to come up with a bigger and broader plan. Yes, I’m talking about a resolution of sorts. Last year I promised to change some things I felt were holding me back and I am so glad I did. I NEED the same this year. There’s so much I want to do, to achieve and to accomplish, my mind spins with excitement one minute but the next I am glued to the telly watching TV shows and chomping on popcorn. I think this slumped upset has to do with the fact that this year signifies a massive inevitable change in my life: Georgie will start pre-school in September. I feel THAT will be the time for resolutions. For now, I’ll stick to some basics, things I have been dreaming of for a while now. Listing them here on the blog, will hopefully make them more real, generate some excitement and bring clarity to my confused mind.
