I Mustache You A Question...

These pictures were taken in early December, when Monkey had his first haircut with his new barber lady. She includes a free mustache with Monkey's haircut. This one was a surprisingly good color match. If you'll recall, on his Christmas letter to Santa he said he had been good this year because he kept his mustache clear. So perhaps these images are a glimpse of his facial haired future. 

Christmas Past

A photo essay on Christmas 2012

Monkey's Christmas list, partially self-written

We were too late for Santa's mailbox, but it all worked out when we found Santa riding on a motorcycle!

RHCR: "Let's steal it!"
Monkey: "We can't steal it because that isn't a  NICE thing to do!"

Aunt B terrorizing the littles

Photo op

Petting carriage horses with Aunt B and Aunt A

Train time at the park with Aunt M and Uncle A

The first family Christmas hosted at our house. We polished the family silver and everything!
Apparently you can wear your jammies if you're cute. 

Panoramic photo on Christmas Eve. Hopefully our last Christmas in this house!

After Christmas.
Aunt L gave him a Finn McMissile watch and he had to use his  headlight to read about clocks after bedtime. 

A few days after Christmas Monkey was riding in the car with Mrs. Z. 

Monkey: "Will you miss me so much at Christmas next year?" 

Mrs. Z: "Where will you be next year?"

Monkey: "I'll be at kindergarten next year."

We hope your holidays were similarly merry and bright!

Only Child Snowball Fight

Monkey is very content to be an only child but we discovered a notable exception over the past few days. The Zoo Keepers are just plain uninterested in playing in the snow for hours. They aren't that excited about snowball fights and they REALLY don't want to make snow angels. We like to think we came up with a workable compromise this afternoon: 

Monkey also got in a few hours of play time with our friendly neighbor Monkey, so don't feel too bad for him. 

The Man With The Bag

Our adjacent neighborhood held their playgroup Christmas party last night. Monkey had a fantastic time and whispered his requests to Santa quite earnestly. They were "Finn McMissile", "Rescuebots" and something unintelligible which could have been "Lego Darth Vader" or "Lego Table". 

Mr. and Mrs. Z would be overjoyed to get the new house for Christmas. It's in the works but is going to take some doing. Please add it to your Christmas lists if you have room. ;)

And this is only from today, folks...

Reading The Ox-Cart Man with Mr. Z: 
"Why does he make brooms?"
"To help support his family."
"Can I support you and mom?"
"If you want to."
"I want to.  What can I do?"
"You can go to school to learn things and maybe you could invent something."
"I invented the number 4."

While playing downstairs:
Mrs. Z: "Hey buddy, what are you doing?"
"I'm just playing."
"Playing with what?"
"A supermodel."
"A super bottle?"
"NO, a super MODEL. It's a tiny boat!"
Singing: "The ship of dreams, the ship of DREAMS!"

While coloring:
"Mom! Look! I'm coloring the Titanic!"
"Wow, buddy! What's all this?"
"It's all the things falling off the Titanic when it's sinking."
"What's that?"
"That's a guy jumping off the Titanic into a lifeboat. And there's a speed boat!"
"Great!"
Turns paper over
"This is half of the Titanic after it sank."
"What are these things?"
"Fish poop, fish poop, shark poop, shark poop, alligator poop, alligator poop."

Trick or Treat!

We had a very Happy Halloween and we hope you all did too! Green Lantern accompanied Iron Man to school for a super spooky party since Mrs. Z had to do her own school. (Boo.) Then we went trick or treating at our neighbors and with RHCR in Grandma and Grandpa T's subdivision. A good time was had by all. 

 

These kids. Such wackadoos. 

Boo!

Mrs. Z is on fall break this week (which translates to one day off for her schedule, but still) so we headed to our local children's museum for their annual haunted house 'lights on' hours. Iron Man was super excited to see the spooky stuff!

I was told in explicit detail: one circle on the chest, one circle on the hands, and two circles on the feet. (We spent about a week debating the shape on the chest: circle or triangle? Of course I had made the triangle patch before he decided it HAD to be a circle.)

He flies!

For real!

Inside the 'Witch's Workshop' - which owed a great debt of gratitude to Willy Wonka

We almost take a good picture of ourselves together!

No, wait. Spoke too soon.