The Big Score

So we did get the Claes Oldenburgish set. Of course. Which has been a central hangout for Karl and his stuffed buddies. Only interrupted by some distinguished guests. First there was Omi (prounounced O'Meeeee in a kind of a euphoric squeal). She got him a book about an African girl, which became an instant hit of the magnitude that Fred and I can recite by heart by now. She also got him a toy helicopter, which coincided perfectly with the first three-syllable-word he can say without ever missing a beat (it's called "Hubschrauber" in German and now, we can't give you the literal translation into English). But see for yourself - pure intergenerational glee.