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odd ends

odd ends…from a friday night

Georgie is at granny’s for the night so papa and I are just chilling…Watching Girl, Interrupted – for the millionth time-and obsessing over wood choices and beautiful magazine inspirations while of course trying to enjoy this gluten free chocolate cake. I have to say: no gluten, no good. Goodnight.

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let's play

a little boy and a dog

Tano is like a child to us. Before Georgie, he would sleep with us in bed. And i don’t mean at the bottom of the bed, curled in a corner. No. Tano used to sleep with his head on my pillow! He would stretch his body out and lay his head down. If only someone was there to take a picture of the three of us. So when I found out I was pregnant, one of my first thoughts was how Tano would deal with it…and more importantly how WE would deal with it. Having both the baby and the dog in bed wasn’t an option for us so when I was around 6 months we began training Tano to sleep in a basket in the living room. The first few nights were torture. He would scratch at the door for HOURS! He just couldn’t understand why I wouldn’t let him in. Oh my heart! I was tough though and that probably was the reason he ‘got it’ within three nights. When Georgie came along, he didn’t really seem to care. He was allowed to sniff and lick his little hands, which he only did about twice. no connection was forming at least not until Georgie started crawling. Since then Tano has become his best friend. With every passing day I notice Georgie becoming affectionate with Tano even running to show him something and ‘talking’ to him. I’m quite proud I’ve given my baby such a strong beginning in a little thing called friendship.

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home and design, let's play

things are getting a little crazy…

This past week I have come so close to going crazy, I swear it’s not even funny. Last night I couldn’t sleep(never happens to me!) and yesterday I was convinced my favorite maxi dress was washed, ironed and ready to be worn, when in fact it was so deep in the laundry basket I worried I wouldn’t be able to get rid of the creases. I had turned my wardrobe upside down, which meant that i was left sans maxi dress and a whole lotta mess. The reason for my recent state of mind is the house we are building. Oh my! Have you ever attempted to renovate or build from scratch? If you have then you understand. This is my dream home I keep telling those who say I should enjoy the adventure. It’s no time for adventures. I need to get it 1000% right! Everything needs to be perfect. I want to look at it everyday and marvel. But how do I really know what is perfect? I see something. i like it. easy, right? not when you have a million choices and happen to like a lot of things. This-liking a lot of stuff- is my main problem, my friend believes. I should narrow down what i like. Still, deciding on what color I want my house to be, what tiles go in the bathroom, if I want a wooden staircase or a marble one or what type of wood i prefer in my walk-in-wardrobe (oh yes!) or choosing between a classic or modern touch is just too much for me. I know there are people with serious problems out there but this house is costing a lot of money and I need to be careful when making thousands of euros worth of choices. This is it. We’re nearing the finish line and finally able to give Georgie a beautiful home with a garden and decisions need to be made.

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Food, let's play

mother’s day lunch

Spent an entirely relaxing day yesterday which didn’t even include checking my e-mails. that’s how relaxing it was! so today i’m posting a super yummy and healthy lunch Georgie and I really enjoyed. i stopped by Get Fresh and picked up some sushi for me, edamame and a salad with fresh mozzarella, cherry tomatoes and avocado for georgie. i also sneaked in some rice from my sushi. i haven’t given him any to try yet-sushi, i mean- even though the doc did say it’s ok. i feel i should give him a little more time and then papa, him and me can all go out for sushi and maki.

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