Mouse in the house!

Ice skating around the world.

I hung out with the grandparents today because mom annoys me endlessly with her coughing. Turns out I found my passion on the streets of Buda.

I hope we can find an indoor skating rink in Dubai when we go for Christmas. 

I was so impressed with my own skills that I proceeded to ice skate the rest of the day in my tights. 

Happy Thanksgiving???

So after a VERY bad haircut and dye job, mom was already feeling pretty gross. Then, at 4am she woke us ALL up due to her insessant hacking. Dad insisted calling the doctor, who actually came to the apartment for like $20! God bless socialized medicine! Turns out ignoring a bad cough for two weeks in sub zero weather isn't the brightest idea. Mom is now annoying us with Bronchitis, instead of cooking a turkey. Ugh. She did take me to the park at least...

And then she said it was time to go...and I was NOT happy. 

So I threw a mini fit in the elevator. 

But then she gave me some fruit...like that's supposed to substitute cranberry sauce and yams. Ha. 

Princess Bath Towel

Since the parents have yet to throw me a real princess party (or any kind of party for that matter), I have deemed myself the bath towel princess. I know, I know, I should really push for the pink sparkly crown, but this will have to do for now. 

And off I go to look at myself in the mirror. 

Humph...

I'm not exactly sure why dad would buy me a dump truck toy (with its own trash man and trash bins), but it's pretty fun nonetheless. I was hoping for some Swiss chocolate, but he tried.

I was super excited before I opened it, but then dad stole it from me and proceeded to spend the next half hour driving it around the bed. 

Unfortunately, the smelly trash accessory was 7€ more, so dad opted to just use the trash at home. 

My new favorite past time.

Grandpa and grandpa found a cool new indoor play place full of winter germs for me to play in!   

My workout buddy.

I bite dad to motivate him. It tends to work pretty well.

Dad never stops talking.

So I figured out a new method...

Randomness

I went shopping with dad the other day and he forgot a bag. Needless to say, the salad and I got to know each other very well.

Dad just being a weirdo and making me laugh.

Aunt Sandra and her boyfriend came to visit and brought me new clothes. Thank god because mom and dad still have me wearing Walmart clothes meant for 9-12 month olds.

Aunt Sandra and I, also known as grumpy cat.

See the similarity?

I decided that I wanted cookies, but I obviously had to make them myself!!

My new favorite game is to try and fit both of my large feet into the opening of a hanger. Random, but VERY entertaining!

Do you want....?

Desperation.

This is what mom lets me do when she's tired and doesn't want to go to the park...in the cold. 

She figures that if all she has to do is change my wet clothes, it's still a win. 

Our very early Christmas fa.

I know it's early, and I also know my mom is a little nuts. Actually, with all this moving and unpacking, it was easier to put up the tree than it was to find space to store the tree. Seems logical enough. 

But finding a place for the tree out of my reach was the hardest part! The parents had to move it three times. The settled on blocking the beautiful city view. Safety first friends! 

This is me, currently unimpressed with our new decorations. She could have at least waited until after Thanksgiving! 

November Picture Day

I love to try on clothes, which is costing the parents money because they are suckers and think I look adorable in everything! 

I found my sister's new pacifier and decided it was mine (while I was deathly ill, to ensure my long term possession). 

I walk in the leaves and then fall on my face. 

I also...

Play on the swings and scream bloody murder when mom tries to take me off. 

Question mom's sanity when she asks if I  want to go down the very big slide. 

Watch TLC after waking up from my nap, while mom made me a milk cocktail. 

And today I walked like ten miles and finally broke down and asked for a ride in my stroller. 

Meet my baby cica (kitten).

Dad asked if I wanted a baby brother or sister and I said cica. 

I still think she's a cica. 

My favorite.

I wanted to catch up on some blogging now that I'm home (and have a lot less going on). 

I also wanted to give a shout out to my  favorite person.

Riley and I had a blast together on this trip! 

We ate a lot of greesy American food!

Had Jamba Juice...

Played video games...

Talked about koalas. 

Hung out with Gigi IN PERSON!!!! 

Hiked in the desert. 

Squished dad. 

Attacked a lion! 

And wore ourselves out to the point of complete exhaustion. 

It was SO fun! 

Back in the Antartic...

So I was a dream child the ENTIRE trip from San Diego to Budapest, minus about 20 minutes when I was a mad woman yelling and kicking the seat in front of me. Mom has learned yet another lesson in unpredictability. ALL that worry for nothing. I think next time I'll be good again and then really get her the next time around.

We came back to a new apartment, which the grandparents so nicely decorated and set up for us. It's seriously the nicest place we will probably ever live. 

My room...it is already a total disaster area.

The bathroom that will never be used. 

The parents bed room that will NEVER look this empty/organized again. 

The kitchen, that dad already cooked eggs in at 5pm! Yum! 

The fancy living room, with glass everywhere! I can't wait to eat mashed potatoes and smear them all over the place!

The living room.

I'll try and get a picture of the view if we are ever awake during daylight hours. 

Cheers, everyone! I'm going back to sleep!