The other day I remembered a usual and casual evening i spent with my friend and her toddler when i was pregnant with Georgie. We were at a restaurant and the little one would not sit still! Nothing unusual there, right? But then he started playing with the napkins, a spoon, the ketchup bottle eventually throwing everything on the floor resulting in a lot of noise. My friend continued our conversation only stopping to replace everything back on the table. I couldn’t help but notice…and judge her. My child, i said to myself, will never be like that. Fast forward a year and a few months later and i’m handing him spoons, ketchup bottles, water bottles and napkin holders to play with…while i continue my conversation with my friends.
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We had the most fun day ever today. Two of my closest friends joined me and Georgie for a day in the old town of Nicosia. I love those parts of town. My last job was bang in the heart of everything and it was one of the reasons why I loved my day-to-day routine.
Every first Saturday of the month a little market called Gynaikopazaro – women’s market- is held at the end of Ledra Street. It is the same spot where the original Gynaikopazaro was held in the 20s. No men were allowed then and women would sell homemade goods ranging from food to linen. Today more than 30 traders set up tables full of handmade goodies and brilliant secondhand finds that make up a beautiful creative atmosphere. Today was special though as my favorite cupcakes were on sale. Two sisters with busy schedules bake a variety of cupcakes – coffee, chocolate, vanilla, lemon, carrot- decorate them oh so beautifully and then dare you not to try them. Couldn’t resist. Never can.And while hours can be spent scouring through the accessories, books and clothes, a little shop called My Shop is another reason Ledra Street tops my list of places to go. Run by the same person who organizes the market, My Shop is a haven for retro lovers. There’s antique furniture, French Connection clothes, Cowshed products and the coolest retro home decor I ever did see. Actually I don’t want to ruin it with my rambling so have a look at the pics. Phenomenal, right?
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.