Phone pictures of mediocre quality

but the cuteness is all in the subject.

Mnomana

As the Exterior Part of the human Figure gives the first Impression, it will be no unpleasing task to adorn that with the aimable Qualities of Decency

and genteel Behaviour… and thereby distinguish the polite Gentleman from the rude Rustic.

Oops, sorry, Francis Nivelon tried to hijack my blog post.

• So I am in the thick of writing another research paper, this time about etiquette in dance manuals from 1450-1920. Kind of suspiciously the same dates as the Library of Congress American Memory Dance Manual Collection that is conveniently online with scanned pages of 200 dance manuals. I'll admit that two German books are my limit... Anyway, enough with this blah blah blah nonsense, would you like to know what Liam is doing?
• (ok, now I have bullet points and I don't know how to get rid of them)

(oh, right, that's how)

Our boy is now in day care! I was finally able to get him into the brand-new and just-for-people-at-the-Hochschule day care. We've been doing the acclimation period last week and this week. The first week we stayed there together for one hour and then two hours, and this week he started out alone from 8:30-11, and for the rest of the week he's there 8:30-12-- including lunch but not nap. Normally, they take care of the kids from 8:30-2:30. The space itself is pretty fantastic with lots of great toys that we don't have: a large wooden store with lots of fruits and sausages (ha! Germany!), big soft building blocks of different shapes, a cozy reading nook with drapery, and lots of things to ride on or roll around on--- kind of hard to describe, but I'll try to take pictures on his first real day. The two women who take care of the kids are fantastic, and in Germany you have to have studied early childhood education to work in the public day care.

Here are some other things we've been doing (I broke the camera-ummm- or let's just say it is not working right now, so I had to take pictures with my phone):

(AAARGH! The phone doesn't connect to the computer. OK, well, I'll just show you my phone when I see you)

Liam's eating his own breakfast cereal-- he loves unsweetened grapefruit-- he'll eat a piece of steamed broccoli or two---cheesy pasta!-- and he also now shovels his yogurt in himself-- and today, Pasta with Tomato Sauce (really hard to imagine that a kid would eat that)

The walking is coming along-- yesterday he pushed the kid's cart all over the grocery store, and I was giggling like a maniac.

To continue the explanation of the long duration of the dinner hour

The music is really quiet, but it's Pavement. He's the indie rock baby.