I talk to my son about learning new things/skills almost on a daily basis. He still doesn’t fully understand that any person, even a little one, has to put some effort in, in order to achieve something. For him things happen in a blink of an eye. When he decided that he was ready to use his legs, he did it. He was 7 months old and standing! It didn’t take long and he was walking freely around the house. To be more precise, he was 9 months old. That was his speed and he hasn’t stopped since. Continue reading
Sometimes the words are not enough, you just have to bake a cake! Nonetheless, I would like to add a word or two – as I always do. This year has been amazing for me. There are a few reasons, but the one I am particularly proud of is this space and me being brave (and persistent) enough to make the start. I should really stop here and save a word or two for my end of a first year in blogging post, as I plan to achieve that, but the end of the year makes me reflecting on a few things. Plus, besides celebrating the end of the year and start of the new one, I get to celebrate my birthday as well, so one calendar year means literally one personal year to me.
Yes, I am almost a Christmas baby – you can guess how many times I’ve heard that one before. I’ll just add regarding the timing, the only stressful part for me (when I was little) was getting enough presents for all the occasions – which I did, so no harm done. Nowadays I am happy to go out for a dinner with my husband or host a dinner party at our place, that is all – oh and maybe a small and thoughtful present.
Of course, there is always a cake. I’ve mentioned earlier that since I remembered we had a chocolate cake, Sacher, in particular, for all our birthday parties. This time, I’ve decided that it has been a precedent long enough and it is time for a change. Luckily I am the main baker in the house so voilà this time on the menu is – polenta pound cake.