1. Training Lily. Aka banging your head against a brick wall.
2. We have serious conversations on the kitchen counter.
3. Paphos Marina. Some time last month.
4. Catching cobwebs.
5. Lily’s scary face.
6. It’s been just over a month. Happy anniversary!
This past week, I took three days off mother-duty and flew to Vienna with my best friend for a Pearl Jam concert. The first time we saw them live was at Rock Werchter in Brussels in 2012 and despite having an absolute blast with a mix of Lana Del Rey, The Gossip and most notably, Jack White, it dimly compared to the three-hour musical sensation we were lucky to experience this week. Just a few rows shy from the stage, we danced amongst a sea of 10,000 fans on the floor alone. My expectations were surpassed when they played my favourite song, which you can see on the YouTube link below.
1. This morning. He has Under the Sea on repeat.
2. Prepping for summer nights outdoors.
3. First beach moment. Summer 2014.
4. Lavender.
5. I unearthed this a couple weeks ago and have been on the hunt for a sewing machine ever since.
6. First summer purchase.
7. ‘I want that!’
8. One more from this morning because I cannot resist that look.
A few days after we returned, I noticed some miscommunication between Georgie and I. It started with stamping feet and whiny noises. Hm. Then there was the time he thought it would be funny to spit in my face. There are the sudden bursts of energy that end with a jump into a knee-high deep puddle while we are walking side by side and climbs on the kitchen counters, oblivious to the glass bottle of olive oil resting tensely on the edge. Also, the day he decided to leisurely stroll out a cafe where we were sitting and turn right. Out of sight. On a busy road. Oh and the peculiar requests in the middle of the night.
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Paris, je t’aime.
