they call him “Da Tig”

Oliver has rediscovered his white helmet with the green visor, it had been out of circulation for a while, and has been put back into action with great enthusiasm. Last night, had donned “wace hat” and informed me “me Tig mommy!” “to car me!” “vooooom!”

I posted the photo on twitter, and one of my friends tweeted back:

“some say his favorite snack is Cheerios, and all of his race suits are made by Garanimals. All we know is he’s called the Stig!”

Later O gave the helmet to P, and then we had Baby Stig. His race suit is from Hannah Anderson.

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May Day

In both 2002 and 2005 I had the pleasure of being in one of the little towns near Augsburg for May Day. Instead of workers rights and civil unrest, the Germans celebrated the arrival of spring, erecting a giant may pole, serving lots of food and getting quite drunk.

Today we opted to celebrate more in line with the German tradition (minus all the beer): we grilled burgers, ate outside for the first time since last year, and the boys got played in water table.

It was Patrick’s first time at the water table (and outside on the patio without being held) and with the help of Oliver, he got soaked to the skin. Oliver also helped to “wash Baby har!” and make a “road!” of water all over the patio.

    

I suspect this is going to be come a recurring theme over the summer, so I need to find Patrick some shoes that can hold up well to getting wet a lot. Hopefully I can find some in the box of shoes O’s outgrown (although P has larger pudgier feet than O did at this age and O was 11 months in the dead of winter). I suspect there will be a pair or two from last summer, or the summer before that fit, I just need to figure out the American vs. European sizing and find all the size-labels.

Christmas Tree 2011

Today I brought in our Christmas tree. To the best of my knowledge it is the tree that I bought back in 2009 for O’s first Christmas, now it will get to see P’s first Christmas as well, and hopefully (with some help from our drip system and a fair bit of neglect) it will see many more Christmases to come.

It is a fairly special tree, it has two top bits. I didn’t have two tree toppers, just the Mutant Attack Penguin from when Gavin informed me I needed a “hobby” and I dabbled in origami, so I decided to make some. I googled around for DIY tree topper ideas disliked 99% of them and improvised on my own, the end results: an origami representation of our Lizard Overlords and a star.

Oliver and I had a fair bit of fun decorating the tree. He said “wow!” a lot and was thrilled that the lights were on. He also discovered last years candy canes, of the original 6 there are now 3… now that I think of they might’ve been from the year before. Patrick stood in his go-pod and watch the activity with great interest, thankfully the tree is out of his reach (for now).

In another week or so I’ll haul the presents out of their Top Secret Hiding Place and finish putting labels and bows on them.

Solid

Patrick has always been passionate about food. Shortly after his grand entrance into the world, he latched on with great vigor, enthusiasm, and nursed in a passionate, but very efficient manner. When offered bottles of expressed milk, he sucked them down as well.

P had been making passes at things on the table from the moment he figured out how to coordinate his hands. He joined us as the table as soon as he had enough core control to slouch upright in his booster seat, and last Monday he “officially” started on solids at lunch time.

Baby's First Rice Gruel. Yes, I know, he should've worn a bib.

Until last Monday, P had accidentally had a mouthful of oatmeal, and a bit of super-mild guacamole. Last Monday, P started on rice gruel. So far he has had the baby “first-foods” apples and pears, and a super-over-ripe banana that got pressed through the baby food mill.

Real food has become an instant hit, with super-over-ripe banana being the most popular so far. The transition has gone well, and solids for P are a regular lunchtime occurrence.

Pumpkin Picking 2011

Today the boys and I went pumpkin picking, our friend Dana came along as well, and we had a fun afternoon at Muelrath Ranches (where we’ve gone the past two years).

Oliver picked two pumpkins (one large, one small), and two gourds which we intend to dry. Patrick snuggled up to Dana in the ergo, and then was grumpily extracted for some photos.

More photos are up in our October photo album!