Georgie and I woke up bright and early this morning and headed to the village where my sister and her family were cooking up a gorgeous breakfast. Papa had a late poker night so we let him sleep in while we enjoyed bacon, eggs, toast, cheese and tea!
I promised myself i wouldn’t give in to all that baby talk and ridiculous words some people come up with when talking to kids – especially here in Cyprus- but when we’re on the subject of food none other than yummy sounds appropriate.
Anyway, Georgie doesn’t like long meals. Like most kids his age he thrives on snacks. I remember losing my patience when he wouldn’t sit down to eat his lunch after three to four hours of having breakfast. Just let him be, my pediatrician said. Offer it to him later and he’ll probably eat it. Oh my how she was right. So basically what we do now is offer him something to eat every two hours. it could be a biscuit or spaghetti bolognese. Whatever it is he’ll usually eat it if he isn’t pressured and i’m not about to lose my mind.
Totally forgot we have been using the laptop’s photo booth to take pictures when nobody else can help out. These are my favourites
Georgie stayed at grandma’s on Friday night so hubby and I enjoyed a night out. What was supposed to be a dinner turned out to be drinks and even some dancing!
On Saturday we headed to the American Academy school in Nicosia for International Day. All the students sang and danced to classic cinema tracks. Georgie, as expected, loved every minute of it, insisting on leaving my lap – after he had already left the stroller- and heading for the stage to dance. The evening was beautiful. There were so many different delicacies from more countries than I thought possible. Argentinians? Really? Very impressed! I can’t even remember half the names of the unique sweets and goodies everyone was offering but I enjoyed mucho!!! Thank you American Academy.
please put your hands together for my boy who now sips from a straw! The things that make mummies happy… hope you’re having a relaxing weekend!
ps: couldn’t resist posting a picture of the river that passes through the village where my parents and sister live.
