Life Update

So it's been slightly difficult posting new pictures, due to the fact that we moved... AGAIN. Did I mention that Peter just happened to have a four day trip during this time? This is clearly karma for being such a jerk to him in San Diego, and for the five years following. 

On to more important news...

Dad is teaching me how to fly. I'm too young to get my pilot's license apparently. 

Dad was showing me pictures of myself when I was a baby and much more immature. 

Color explosion. 

Grandma absolutely insists on putting me out in the cold all bundled up. I guess that's what Hungarians do. I'm trying to catch pneumonia early to build up my immune system! Watch out bugs, my white blood cells are on the move! 

I have almost mastered putting my foot in my mouth. People say my dad is really good at this, but for some reason I'm led to believe this has a double meaning because his feet are WAY too big. 

I'm a cat. 

Off to the Jewish festival in our new neighborhood. I hope not everything is Kosher. 

Playing at 6am in the new place while dad "supervises."

Ten minutes later... 

Ready to go!

We've spent the last few weeks at the lake, and although it's really beautiful and calm here, I'm ready to get back to the city...and the new apartment! 

Mom had to squish a spider as big as me, and dad had to rescue a centipede last night! Those things are fast!!!! 

Dad is always making me and mom laugh. I think he's getting a little too much entertainment out of having a child. I can't wait until they have another one so I can get some rest!  

I clearly need a bigger suitcase. 

I've been ousted!

Apparently this is why I am no longer allowed to sleep in the big bed with mom and dad. 

They say I take up too much room, although in reality, they just can't come to terms with their weight gain after my arrival. Just because I like to stretch out doesn't mean I should be the one to go! On top of it all, they put me in jail!!! 

I was talking to my buddy mousey, who said he'd find the money to bail me out. Thank god for good friends! 

I have the Blues.

The harmonica Blues! 

I hired mom to hold it for me since I'm not as coordinated as dad. I pay her in digested milk. 

Whachu lookin' at? 

Dad and I were discussing politics. He's a little too liberal for me, but I still love him. 

 

See ya later alligator.

Mom and dad decided that I need to start carrying my own spit up towels and pacifiers. Normally, I'd be a little irritated with their request, but I think I look good in green. They got lucky this time. 

Finally!

A picture of me and mom having dinner! Aunt Sandra was making me laugh. I think she was saying something about how I look like dad when I drool. She's a hoot! 

Also, I MUST be included in ALL family discussions...or I scream. 

Spongbob

My cousin Riley has good taste in cartoons!! I love SpongBob SquarePants. 

See you soon Riley! I think we are going to get along famously! 

Hey, look guys!

I have my own restaurant at the lake! I knew I was popular! 

Update

Kermit survived!!! And wants to be back in the house. I don't blame him...the Mosquitos are annoying! 

Apparently swans hiss.

Down at Lake Balaton there are a multitude of different animals that don't particularly like the company of humans...unless they come baring gifts. The mosquitoes like blood, the spiders like to nest in frizzy hair (which I have), and swans like bread. Obviously. 

We met one down at the music festival today, and he wasn't friendly. 

But he was definitely persistent. 

He also wanted chili, but of course, Peter ate it all without asking. 

Note to all future hissing swans...you catch more bees with honey...

...or you may end up like this...

Grandpa

He makes me laugh when he plays with me, and he watches me when I sleep in the garden! He's a pretty cool dude! 

Kermit in Flight

This morning, Kermit the Frog made an appearance when Peter went to go take a shower. Instead of placing him gently in a bush outside, Peter decided to reinstate his CFI license and sent Kermit on his first solo flight...right out the window...from upstairs. Kermit spread his legs and flew with the elegance of a squirrel monkey, into a Christmas tree. It is no surprise that Peter no longer holds a CFI license in the United States. 

RIP Kermit! We hope to see you again on the other side. 

Happy Birthday, Popcorn?

So I have the best dad ever, although he's a little bizarre sometimes. He's actually warming up my blanket (by wearing it) because it's cold down here at the lake. 

It's his birthday and I'm getting the special treatment. If I knew how to use measuring cups, I'd make him a cake. 

He looks like Rambo, but much softer. 

It worked! He's a pretty smart guy...for a pilot. 

Spoiled

So mom counted today, out of curiosity, and realized between the apartment in Budapest, the grandparents (here and in San Diego) and the lake house, I have six beds. I'm totally spoiled, although they didn't spring for the super comfy, remote controlled Temper-Pedic memory foam mattress. Maybe I'll get one for Christmas! 

Mom thinks I look like the little oysters from Alice in Wonderland. Yummmm...

One step closer...

...to freedom!!!! 

This being on my back business is really getting old. Mom flipped me over and it turns out I'm pretty strong. 

I'll bust outta this joint in no time! What should I do first? Go shopping at the mall or eat the first bug I find? Hummmm....

Personal Space

I'm pretty sure dad has never heard of this concept. 

As if the 600 toys dangling in my face wasn't enough. Jesus. 

Remarkable.

Ladies, ladies....

Hands off! This stud muffin is ALL mine. 

In all seriousness, it's really hard to find someone that makes anyone laugh like this. I guess I'm pretty lucky. 

http://youtu.be/tFm0O2xgOOo

In this episode, Peter is showing us what amazing acting/swimming skills he so elegantly possesses. 

We are so thankful he chooses to share these talents with the world. I was not aware genius like this existed. 

You better not forget us when you become famous!!! 

Solo shopping day? Yes, please!

So I'm still getting used to letting the grandparents take HRH, and when they offered to watch her for the day, I reluctantly agreed. What to do? I know! I'll clean, do laundry, run the dish washer, and straighten up the horribly disorganized apartment that has been taken over by spit up rags and brightly colored toys. 

Ummm, hello, this has been my only day alone in three months! I know I could do something more fun with my few hours solo. So I did. I grabbed my headphones and sunglasses and went out into 100 degree weather. Thankfully it's not humid, although now I'm wearing my hair curly, so it really wouldn't matter anyway. A few metro stops later, I was in heaven. 

I bought a few shirts, two necklaces (because I'm going to pretend I have style), and a dress. Yep, I bought something other than a $5 tank top (I'm just as shocked as you are). It was FABULOUS! For the first time in three months I felt human again. $200 later, I have a semi fancier wardrobe. Now the only issue is finding a time and a place to wear my new clothes...far, far away from spit up, poop and other bodily juices. 

Birthday Friends

Dad lost his mind. He bought me four new friends for my three month birthday. 

The little piggy looks tasty! I love bacon. 

Entertain me, animal farm!!!!! 

TGI Fail

And they thought I'd stay asleep for another 20 minutes. They clearly don't know me. 

5 O'Clock Somewhere

Well, it's almost 5:30am in San Diego, so I guess that counts. 

It's actually 10:30am here, and after a long night of no sleep, make that three nights of no sleep, I'm eating left over Indian food and cracked open a beer (for breakfast). At this point, it's the only thing saving me from throwing myself off the balcony. (Side note: I don't even like beer that much.)

I not only need a week long spa vacation, I need a month long training course in meditation. Although yelling at your husband through text message is very therapeutic, I think a long term method of relaxation may be more productive. 

After these last few days, I think traveling alone internationally with her would be no problem...especially if that means having help and good friends to drink with. 

Who says parents can't have fun like they used to?

http://youtu.be/sEzpX4LAP68