swizz ride, yo

so, uncle spud has this friend.

and this friend has a car.

as we know, the Shu has a special kind of love 

for all things wheeled.

(with a new, special emphasis on roof-less wheeled things.)

its orange. its roofless. its swizz.

it (and mike's not minding a carseat indent on his leather interior) makes us feel like this.

its like magic

the shu's uncle spud is a bit of a magician.
and, apparently, a teacher as well.

after watching spud,
shua came up with this trick all on his own.

be amazed. be very amazed.

(just don't look too closely)

Christmas Eve

our new decoration: a painting from mark's dad, hans.

helping dada

eating "bug" cookies
(one particular cookie-press shape that baked out
to be more Paramecium than Snowflake.)

cheese, literally and pictorially.

coloring with uncle spud

kyle judges the coloring contest

shu scores a dino!

santa makes a surprise dropoff!
the doorbell rang & when the kids opened the door,
there was a bag full of fun left by the big man.

aunt carol passes out the presents...

...shu tries to be nice and give it back...

...but eventually decides to open it.
(sidenote: anyone seen christmas on sesame street?
shua opens his presents like bert.
"now, let me see...if i take a scissor...")

a new dino book

alison helped shu unpack his new Tubby Tater.
thanks, great grandma!

MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYONE.

minor league

sunday night, we checked out the new team in town, the Lake Erie Crushers. the park is brand new, beautiful, cheap and very little-man-friendly. shu's aunt mo, uncle spud and dzaidzi ("jaji," for you non-polish) joined us for the fun.


as is normally the case, shua mostly came for the food:

banana,
nachos,
hot dog.

and yes, i am nauseous just typing that.