Wednesday, March 21

Driving in Poland

I wonder sometimes if perhaps my offspring's first word might be "tak" (yes) or "pa pa" (bye) or some other Polish word.

There's your first Polish lesson, by the way, you're welcome.

He says things like "mama" on occasion and all but I don't really count that.

I feel pretty lucky that we are here in Poland, though. So far Handsome Dude has been to Amsterdam, Finland, Slovakia, and of course, Poland. He is like, one year old, people, and he's already been to half as many countries as I. And of course, Handsome Dude, whom is all that is intellectual baby genius, can definitely appreciate that.

Did I say genius?

Yes, yes I did. I am certain there is a lot of good brain activity going on here.

Anyways, so as we do a lot of driving around here, I wanted to enlighten you all on what it's like to drive in Poland versus the US of A. There are a couple steps you will take when driving in Poland. They are as follows:

1. In 200 feet, turn left onto "Alskdjalwksjadiego" street (even the GPS has a hard time pronouncing Polish).

2. In 500 feet, watch your life flash before your eyes.

3. Repeat step #2 several times.

4. You have arrived at your destination.

These steps are unavoidable. Have fun.

Happy Wednesday!

Sunday, March 18

Victory Face

Handsome Dude is the picture-perfect image of all that is just and good in the world.

 And no, I am not biased.

This week we went to the park as it was the brightest and warmest weather we have had in months. In the midst of endless Polish winters you kind of forget there is a thing called sunlight, you know? The weather was in the 50's, people! 50's!

That is a true cause for celebration if I ever knew one.

And so we packed up and went off to the park. Handsome Dude, being the friendly little socialite he is, disappeared and made lots of friends.


 This little excited baby-yelling match between him and this girl was the closest he came to making new friends. 

Handsome Dude stood his ground the entire time.

An intense baby stand-off.

(I told you my life was exciting)

But shortly, they ran out of things to shriek in delight about, and she gave up and walked away, giving the win to Handsome Dude.

He does not oft wear his victory face, but when he does, it looks like this:


So off he goes, leaving the playground area and running around through the park, as far away from all human contact as his little legs could carry. He much prefers to be alone and all independent-like, I think.

Some disconcerting news: you can't run all fast like Spiderman does when the ground is really bumpy, I guess. 

Another fun fact:

I have recently discovered Handsome Dude is working on four new teeth. And teething has always been just all that is joy and happiness. So that's pretty great. 

Happy Sunday!