Thanksgiving Feast!

Not the best picture, but I assure you, the food was DELICIOOOUS! My new favorite word. 

Aside from the food, I mainly picked my nose and put my fingerprints all over their clean windows. 

That's Pompom in the lower left corner in a DRESS! 

She was kissing ALL the boys when mom and dad weren't looking! It was a successful night all around!!

A FULL Saturday...

Literally. 

That's an aerial view of the living room, approximately 24 hours after we paid our cleaning lady 8,000ft to bring some order to our lives. Toddlers are the equivalent of an Category 5 hurricane.

Any who, we went swimming today at our friend's place. They have an elevator IN THEIR HOUSE...and an indoor heated pool. Life is rough here in the Bloc.

Pompom wasn't 100% thrilled...but I was even less cooperative, opting to get only two TOES wet. Thankfully, it gave mom a chance to annoy everyone with her new hobby...mainly snapping pictures of the dads in their speedos. The moms were happy to get pictures of their babies, so it was semi tolerable.

Pompom and I fell asleep in the car on the way home, and thwarted mom and apu's lunch plans...

So this is what ensued...

A rotisserie chicken from a FURNITURE STORE in the front seat of our borrowed car. Friends, we are living the posh life, trust me.

Seriously, this was dangerous between the chicken grease and pickles. Good thing we get to return it. I'm sure nagymama won't mind the chicken skin under her seat. It adds flavor. 

And tomorrow, we meet our mixed nationality baby friends for Thanksgiving. The adults consist of three Americans, a Brit, an Aussie, an Italian, and four Hungarians (if you include dad, which most people don't)...whom we all blame for being here! 

Mom is buying her "homemade" mashed potatoes from the corner restaurant...who was warned last week to buy extra potatoes! But don't tell...she's totally ok letting the other parents believe she's rocking motherhood! This is what mom is actually doing Sunday morning...chillin'! Not in the sink, but only because she doesn't fit. 

But I'm sure Dad will spill the beans about the food after a glass of wine! He's known as the honorary mom in the group...meaning he gossips just as much as the rest of us moms. 

Windy November.

The fam went to the fancy Christmas market and ended up eating Mexican food...pretty typical of a half American family, I'd say. I was stuck at nursery, but the parents promised to go again with me. 

Mom is not very nice.

At 8am, she declared we were all getting dressed and going to take pictures. She made us break the rules, by jumping a fence in the park! It was cold, I was scared, and I cried a little in protest! But, it turned out to be a pretty fun day, and I got to play in all the leaves because no people are allowed in the area! Let's hope mom doesn't get arrested...although it may help her language skills. 

Mom's first appointment!

Albeit, free. Mom will be taking pictures of a baby wearing fanatic, who will most likely direct MOM on how to get the perfect shot!

In the meantime, she'll be taking more pictures of me and my awesome wardrobe! 

Mom designed the website herself! Which is probably why it won't work. Good luck!

http://www.kellyacsphotography.com/

Ouch.

Well after two years it was bound to happen! Mom stepped on a toy and gashed her foot!

Please excuse her very unkept soles. No body has time for a pedicure these days!!

Alternatively, Pompom thought it was funny! 

Mom's new hobby...

And she got the bright idea to maybe take pictures of her friends too (mainly in order to get out of the house once in a while)!

She's also designing a new website...stay tuned! 

Barbie buddies.

I made mom go back home to get my barbies...ALL 3 of them! 

Do you like my impromptu kissy faces?

And this is what the rest of the fam did while I was at nursery! This is why Pompom is SO chubby! 

Snore!

This is what happens when dad starts blaring his harmonica in my face! 

BEDroom

Now THIS is a full bedroom. 

The parents don't want me to feel kicked out when dad is home, so we made a few bed arrangements. Turns out when the lights go out I'm afraid of the dark! (Don't tell anyone, but mom is afraid sometimes too.) So now our room is one big mattress to jump on! 

Impeccable timing.

Within an hour of dad getting home from his three weeks globe trotting, Pompom sat up on her own and officially crawled. Mom has been patiently waiting, and has discovered yet another joy of being a mom.  No one cares about the parent who's around ALL the time changing diapers, cleaning, and doing laundry...

They just want to impress the fun parent who's gone most of the time! 

And then... 

Ouch. She was ok, just a minor concussion, don't worry!!