Sunday marked Georgie’s first time at the zoo…and therefore our first time at a zoo as parents! It was such a fun day spent with friends and feeding a giraffe. I’ve seen one up close before but I forget how beautiful these animals are. Truly astonishing. I actually think all the adults were giddier than the kids. The Pafos Zoo used to be just a bird park. Definitely worth the visit but as a zoo it is a must-see. I will admit I am torn at the idea of zoos and keeping animals caged up. They always look miserable. But my feelings don’t run as strong as they do about feckin circuses! Such cruelty! Anyhoo, here, you get the chance to see all sorts of furry, feathered friends. And some not. If I had to pick a low of the day it would be the heat! Seriously! Despite applying to myself and Georgie a whole tube of sunscreen, I still got red sore shoulders. Thinking of it now though, I must admit I enjoyed the walking and sweating. It meant I was burning off some serious pizza calories. So before you get to see any big cats, there’s a cute little traditional Cyprus house set up complete with cooking utensils and chickens and rabbits in the front yard! The highlight of my day was, without a doubt, the moment Georgie reached out and fed the giraffe a leaf. I melted.
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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.
The annual Flood Festival was celebrated this weekend. I’m not sure exactly why we celebrate it with festivals, truckloads of food and drink …oh and by throwing water at people or chilling on the beach but the whole point is to just get wet…which consequently means that this weekend, Georgie was UNSTOPPABLE! On Saturday S and G’s godfather joined us for a trip to the beach. Having those extra hands was heaven for me! thanks guys! The festival is set up along the beachfront selling all sorts of goodies from food to antiques! Seeing as the flood festival entails a three-day weekend and more getting wet, we spent the afternoon doing exactly that…only this time. it was war!
Before Georgie was born, Friday nights were very often spent at S’s. She’d cook, I’d bake and the boys would enjoy. The last time we kicked back with a Corona and laughed the night away took place one month before I gave birth so it was really about time we got together. S has recently spent some hard-earned cash on sprucing up her apartment and she’s done an amazing job, don’t you think? The boys were so thoughtful bringing a present for the hostess… …even though it was wrapped in pink (ahem) newspaper… …and MORE pink newspaper! I couldn’t help but laugh! She’d been unwrapping forever. Goodnight! x