It was around 32 Celsius (90 Fahrenheit) today and Winter baby Karl wasn't all that happy about it. The only way to keep him from crying was to have him sit in his stroller, which he's not really able to just yet. So we could either stop and be happy or walk and be desparate. In the background you see Mrs. Fingerle, the owner of the Isar river bank kiosk we walk by almost every day. She was one of the first people Karl has met in this town and kindly enough she's already making plans on giving him free ice cream next year.
Since most of the babies from our massage group have started to move around way too much in order to be massaged, we're turning our weekly meetings into some sort of play group thingie (with the occasional bottle of Prosecco). Jessi, mother of Magnus brought the foil idea from her Pekip play group where it was a big success. Karl wasn't too crazy about it even though he likes shiny things (well, he's growing up in the gayest street in town...) and started crying (yes, a lot of crying today). But he and Magnus still managed to save Luisa from trying to wrap her head in foil.
5/29/08
Too Hot To Lie Down
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3 comments:
why is he wearing a hat in 32 degree weather? it's a good look but i'm just saying...
Because it matches his onesie and ya gotta be stylin down by the river. Of course there are those remnants of a cold and the strong breezes coming down from the Alps, which would be the reasonable explanation, but reason does not apply if you a) have not yet reached adulthood, b) live in the gayest street in Munich, c)are cute as a button.
Yo, Bru, listen, I don't live in New York, I live in Munich. Things are not all about style here, it seems to be all about performance and discipline here. The boob woman said if I don't wear my hat when it's windy, I won't make it to my next baby swimming class and then I won't make it on the olympic team.
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