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It was a little chilly this morning, you understand.  So, being the mother that I am, I thought it a good idea to cloth my child in a light jersey.  Sophie decided otherwise.  After struggling with her for a moment (mother tries making funny sounds to distract baba whilst attempting to slide jersey over fingers and up arm, and baba puts arms to forehead in a ‘I don’t want that’ gesture.)  But mother knows best, right?  So I persisted a little.  Then she said it, in an adorable baba voice and a cute scrawled face: “Nooo”.

‘No’, she said!  Amazing! My baby girl is

  1. expressing herself verbally and
  2. making up her own mind as to what she does or doesn’t want. 

At an age of a year and a half, I find that incredible. Yay baba!

Jemimah Appleby III

This is Jemimah Appleby III, and Sophia loves her to bits! Seriously. Jemimah is often held tightly to Sophia’s little breast whilst Sophia sighs with happiness.

Blankie

Sophia loves Jemimah about as much as she loves Blankie. Blankie is Sophia’s ‘going to sleep’ blanket. It’s a beautiful little blanket – made of soft wool and in such lovely colours. Sophia has had it since she was a little sprogling. It was a gift from a dear friend in celebration of Sophia’s arrival. (My mother tells me I had a blue blanket when I was a little person… apparently I, very stubbornly, gave up said blue blanket when I was about five. I wonder if Sophia will do the same… She’s very attached to Blankie, you see.)

Oh! Did I tell you that Sophia is walking? (Actually, it’s more of a wobble.)

It’s a beautiful sight to to see… little Sophia with Blankie clutched in one hand and Jemimah in the other… waddling down the hallway… Sophia smiling from ear to ear. It makes my heart turn to mush, it does.

 Alright, so enough of the feeling miserable.  Instead, let’s take a tour of the sites and sounds that inspire me, shall we?

Queen of Tarts in Observatory, Cape Town. I love what Tina Bester has created here.  I’ve not had the pleasure of visiting this coffee shop come haven of yummilicious food, but I hear good things.  Besides, who wouldn’t want to live in an apartment just above one’s coffee shop?

Celtis Lodge. Stone labyrinth.  Need I say more?

Zenobias Coffee & Art, on the main road through Rustenburg, as you drive towards the Magaliesburg.  This is a quaint little coffee shop that we pop into for breakfast or lunch on our way to Celtis Lodge.  I love that they have little wooden puzzles on each table… them puzzles can keep you occupied for quite some time… before you know it, the homely food has arrived.

Just Ginns. A lifestyle store, they say. A naughty place to go when I want to spend some time just soaking up the quirkiness of beautiful and unusual things, I say.

 i want that – I discovered this website purely by accident, but my goodness… do they have some beautiful stuff there… 

There’s also Pinterest… naughy, naughty, bad website…

Maya Prass . OMG! Can this woman design beautiful clothing! I adore the way she combines colour and print.  It’s such a pity her store is in Constantia, Cape Town.  Oh well, between Queen of Tarts and Maya Prass, I may just have enough reason to move to Cape Town.  (And let me not forget the Moreton Bay Fig tree in Arderne Gardens, Claremont.)

Jane Griffiths… maybe it has something to do with my parents having been raised growing their own food, but the idea of having a vegetable garden is very appealing. I bought a copy of Jane’s book Jane’s Delicious Garden some time ago, and I have been dreaming ever since.  (Mind you, my little herb garden in coming along quite famously.)

At yet, the most awesome, amazing, fabulous, joyful and inspiring thing in my life is watching, and being apart of Sophia’s journey.  My little baba is growing so beautifully!  I still get a little dizzy when I try to get my head around the fact that my beloved and I created such a beautifully little munchkin… I have love… I mean, how can you not love this:

This is my beautiful, adorable, sweet, gorgeous little munch-kin of a daughter.  My little darling.  My ray of sunshine.  My schnookums.  My little love muffin.

Isn’t she just too cute for words? 

Okay, I’ll stop.  Sorry…