I wasn’t too keen on the idea of taking Georgie to a waterpark- a wild toddler amongst swimming pools is what I call NERVE-WRACKING!-but I am so glad we did. It’s a new family ‘tradition’ we have had every summer for the past six years-maybe even more and this was our first time as parents -last year at only five months old, Georgie stayed home. It was also the first time Georgie felt the flutter of jumping into a swimming pool. He kicked his legs and stretched his little arms. These moments…
It’s been raining! For those who know what a desert Cyprus is during August will undoubtedly be gobsmacked. Weird. But totally welcome. Just hope it lays low tomorrow because we’re off to a waterpark!
Have a lovely weekend. x
Ever since purchasing my first laptop in a VERY long time, I’ve become a tad obsessed with the internet. Actually, ever since I started this blog I’ve become obsessed. I can’t get enough of gorgeously designed blogs, crazy ideas on photography and food and the large community of mummy bloggers there is out there. It really is becoming an integral part of our generation, blogging I mean. Call it what you want but it is opening my eyes more and more each day. Here are bits and bobs I found interesting over this past week. Have a look.
Right before my little dude got horribly sick, we had enjoyed a windy, yet lovely late afternoon at the beach with my sister and the kids. it’s so hot, only late afternoons here make it bearable being outside. I knew something was brewing when he woke up during the night and then wanted a nap the next morning. As I’ve mentioned before Georgie has stopped napping in the morning so this was odd behavior. By noon he was boiling hot and a quick thermometer incident said it all: 39.8! WTF? I know it’s not that high but it’s still high, you know? Throughout the day he was miserable. Apart from the first moments when the paracetamol would kick in. I am proud to say that Georgie hasn’t needed antibiotics so far- yes, I know I shouldn’t go near them with a bargepole and yes, I just knocked on wood- so giving him Calpol wasn’t something I was comfortable with but I chose that route. What does that say? That I am all for giving my baby all kinds of bullshit? No. I just believe that it kind of eased the pain and kind of worked. And I was ok with that. It was a rough night but we got through it. My little man is kind of special, you see. Having a friend close by helped, I think.
How would you feel stepping into one of your favorite shops and being welcomed with 50% discount on everything? Yep. Today was a good day. My Shop on Ledra Street, I love you! I mean, 50 euros for that wall clock? Seriously? I also grabbed four gorgeous melamine Rice plates and a jam makers set, which I intend to use within the next few days. I hope. Oh, by the way check out my little dude’s new espradilles. 12 euros, Next Baby.