New Year's Resolutions

1. Work out more (upright)
2. Be more articulate in my needs (verbalize stuff)
3. Diversify my diet (try out solids)
4. Laugh at my parents (not with them)
6. Hate strangers (all my real friends are online)
5. Stop smoking (cigars at least...)

Baby Escort

My parents dog Nelson had some trouble doing crowd control when the whole family was around, but after everybody else had left he was happy to focus on protecting Karl (who likes stripes) and his rattle ring.

Merry Christmas Pt. 3

Yesterday the Bensheim part of the holiday festivities took place. One of the main attractions were the two cousins Karl Julius and Max-Laurin meeting for the first time. Max-Laurin totally wanted to hold hands, but his cousin Karl was not into that and pretended that he was sleeping.

Merry Christmas Pt. 2

Karl already knows what to do on drives to and from relatives. Sleep! Since he sure needs some energy for all those exhausting cuddling and cooing sessions with adult people formerly unbeknownst to him. Today he performed well as Baby Jesus at his grandfather's house, entertaining grandpa's new family, not letting on that stage fright actually creeps the bejeezus outta him. But he scored with a surprise ending..... ooops, sorry, yeah, I know. No poop and fart story policy still in effect. He also got a pair of beautiful red gloves for Christmas, that - much to his delight - have also doubled as a mobile for about half an hour.

Merry Christmas

I know dress rehearsals are not for public viewing, but since it's Christmas in Germany toDAY, here's Tscharlie (as Charly's spelled in Bavarian) getting ready for his first gig. He's still not fully in time yet during his lipsynching part. But hey, did you see the Spice Girls lately?

Talking about spices - I went to famous Munich delicatessen Dallmayr (established in the year 1700) to get a chicken and some last minute supplies. Well, He who liveth by gluttony shall die by gluttony. All my own fault to go there on the morning of Christmas Eve. So I was treated to some real Munich experiences. First I had to turn around, because I made the mistake to enter the store near the caviar counter where the wait was 20 minutes (NO I didn't buy any caviar, raw fish products for a nursing mother, you kidding me? But I overheard some fur clad lady bitch about it) and the cued crowd impenetrable. After I had entered the store through a different entrance I saw a young mother stranded with her stroller in a shopping crowd bottle-neck. After I returned victoriously from the produce counter she was still there. So being a stroller operator myself these days I used my massive New York City style Spiewak coat to block all traffic. Which didn't earn the young mother not some 'Oh sorries', but some sneers and a 'well, aren't there beautiful baby slings you can buy these days?'. A general sentiment confirmed by Fred who noticed that the majority of the people helpful to young mothers with strollers tend to be not Germans.

But back to the usual spirit of the holidays: I did get the chicken and the quail eggs and the smoked ham and now we're about to pig out while Karl is watching the new feather mobile Fred made for him, which about hypnotizes him everytime there is a faint breeze making the feathers move in unison.

Awesome Outfits III

Last week my friend Tine (2nd pic on the left) invited us for a little "Adventskaffee" in order to get some social airing. After being all cute and romantic by looking out of the window for two hours Karl went back to his old gangster self so we left before anything bad could happen.

You might have seen this outfit before, but its origin hasn't been mentioned then. The supercool K.J.F.-Hoodie was given to us by my friend Claudia (on the right) who hand-printed the silver initials. Thank you, Claudia!

Dream Catcher

My old buddy Claus, who's the founder of the World Uranium Hearing and Germany's leadig expert on American Indian culture, brought Karl a Dream Catcher from Wounded Knee. According to Sioux tradition there was a little Sioux boy who was plagued by nightmares. So the spider woman spun him a web to catch all the bad dreams. Thus the dream catcher was invented, which still hangs above childrens' beds all over the Sioux' reservations today. As you can see, Karl's already diggin' that native American protection.

Paternal Bliss

After a long day of hunting and gathering food and supplies for the family the alpha male returns back to the habitation and immediately begins to work on bonding with the offspring.

Pure Genius

Before we leave Munich in order to meet the Bothe part of the family in Bensheim for Christmas we're planning on teaching Karl some ingenious skills so that he can compete with his cousin Max-Laurin who is currently about twice his age. By now Karl is able to grab his rattle and sing three different Christmas carols.

New York?

One could think that this picture was taken in New York, right? There's our friend Rich, there's a Kiehl's shop, even the little point-of-sale displays are written in English. But I guess the just the combination of Rich and a stroller in a perfumery should be a hint that the picture was snapped somewhere else...

Awesome Outfits II

Check out this beautiful onesie. It was given to us by our friend Sooki from Göteborg, Sweden. Not only is it the prettiest onesie ever, but it's also made from organic cotton and extremely functional. These Swedes... always one step ahead in the design world. Good thing they have Sooki the Great among them now. She will keep them right on the edge designwise. Thank you, Sooki!

Please read Sooki's blog about how she's adjusting to her new life in Sweden after eight years of New York.

Rich from Red Hook

Rich stopped by from Paris to see Mister Karl, so Karl had somebody to stare at mesmerised, because he has not just one, but two cool hairstyles.
Two fun-filled days in Munich despite the cold snap. Which made Rich wrap his Moroccan shawl (just aquired in Morocco, see accompanying blog posting) around his freshly Al Qaida styled head. Which made some elderly Bavarian lady at the Christmas market ask him "Oh, are you from India?". She meant well though.
We proceeded to have some molten wine, which has the wonderful effect of slowing your motor skills down to a level that makes you conserve energy, which is probably the whole purpose, being excklusively served in cold weather at outside stalls around here. Wonder if Charlie thought he was kidnapped by mountain men, since it also makes you smell like an Alpine stable full of herb fed goats.

Irony Boot Camp

Karl's having some visitors from the US of A coming by, so he got a good workout in irony. First up was Sebastian, our Bavarian ambassador from the Hollywood Hills, who's already mapped out Karl's future in the media with the help of photo shop after checking out the blog, while this post was up (the 'Politische Früschoppen' used to be Germany's equivalent to 'Face the Nation').

Currently visiting from Morocco via Paris: Richard 'Best Man' Fleming.

Awesome Outfits I

Karl Julius Blog presents: The Awesome Outfits Series.

Karl was lucky to get a lot of gifts so we will showcase them here. Let's start with these supercute little hand-knitted shoes that were a gift from my friend Maria from Frankfurt. They go really well with jeans and are perfect for the cold weather. Thank you, Maria!

Miserable Service

Today, after not receiving any food for at least 15 minutes after the order was put in, Karl's mood went sour and he ended up having to eat his sleeve.