big brother

today, panzer found out he's going to be big brother to a little brother ca. may 2012.

majesty

today, panzer realized what a big, big world he lives in.

not really. but he did go on his first hunt for the lost dutchman's treasure in the superstition mountains. better luck next time, P.

pull up a chair

today, panzer dragged himself out of the play room, pulled out his own chair at the big kids' table, and ate his strawberry-banana gelato with a spoon, all by himself.

(i think he was trying to impress the two pretty girls sitting next to him.)

christmas spirit part dos

and today, panzer discovered the tinsel.

then he went around the tree and touched every light (that he could reach) saying "hot, hot, hot."

christmas spirit

today, panzer helped daddy screw the christmas tree into the stand.

he already loves all things mechanical.

:O~

today, panzer threw up nine times. mommy actually misses thick, white, relatively odorless little baby spit-up.

now he is practicing being white-trashy by taking a nap in his outdated thanskgiving onesy (the only clean shirt in the house) on an old towel in his crib with no sheets (also not clean).

splish splash

today, panzer learned what the little levers on the front of the refrigerator do -- dispense ice and water. my floor wil never be dry again.

let me go on

today, panzer rocked out to the violent femmes for the very first time, of what is sure to be many. popular music isn't getting any better and this is sure one angsty ballad sure to stick around for at least another 15 years. naturally, he especially liked the quiet-to-loud parts.

when i'm a-walkin' i strut my stuff, man i'm so strung out; i'm high as a kite, i just might stop to check you out; LET ME GO OOOOOOOOON, like a blister in the sun...

oats

today, panzer "ate" a bowl of oatmeal. someone suggested to me that it was a good food to learn how to use a spoon with because it's sticky.

fail. P is not motivated to eat oatmeal. he is motivated to squeeze oatmeal in his hands and spread it all over the place, like in his little mullet curls. (you will notice, his spoon is nowhere in site.) yuck.

to contrast, P is very skillful with the spoon when homemade chocolate gelato is involved...

(^^^)

today, panzer broke out his thirteenth tooth. (i knew to look because he woke up with rancid breath!)