'Ahdah. Ahdah. Auto. Vroom Vroom!'
By the by - She's quite the little vroom vroom herself. She is walking around the entire home now very well, and all on her own.
Here is a nice shot with Simone, Victoria and Leo hanging out in the playarea.
Victoria had a very nice time playing with the boys. That's Lasa's backside, and Andy is looking at my guitar. Yvonne (Lasa's mom) is with her camera, and Astrid (Andy's mom) in on the left. Victoria is looking very, very Adorable. She's wearing her outfit Aunt Amy picked out. She also wore it at the final party...
Next was her party with Simone's family. It was quite a few people actually. We had a good time entertaining, and Victoria got to enjoy more attention yet again. I don't think she minds that at all.
We had her party on a Sunday. Oma and Opa made it, as well as Aunt Liane and cousins Thomas and Yvonne, along with other extended family and friends.
Victoria had a really fun time meeting her cousins. We even went to the zoo with Uncle Bob and E and L . Victoria met some pretty big animals up close and personal.
Grandma and Grandpa and all the rest of the family threw Victoria her first birthday party. It was a couple weeks early, but I don't think Victoria minded. Here is a pic of everyone enjoying some birthday cake.
I also took her to our old neighborhood in Chicago, Lincoln Square. Grandma came with us. We had a good time checking out this and that. She really enjoyed strolling around and people watching.
The flight back was not the greatest of times. It was not a direct. After a long delay at O'hare, we JUST missed our connecting flight in D.C. (literally they were closing the door as we ran up to the gate). We sat in D.C. for an extra five hours and the airline had lost our stroller - so I had to carry her the ENTIRE time. You'd think after this trip I'd have biceps like the Governator. My back is still recovering. Not fun.
We made it home ok. Simone was the happiest person in the whole of Frankfurt airport.
That's right. They wanted me to wake them up before I went went. Well, I couldn't go fast enough. I instinctively smacked the power button on the radio to silence the Duo before they could do any more damage. After shutting off the radio, I continued to stare at it as if I were preparing a scathing retort. I glared at it for several seconds. I had nothing.
And today, on the same country lane, at the same time of the morning, during the same stretch of road, on comes...
Foreigner told me I was Cold As Ice. I didn't immediately silence them, as I was indeed fond of Foreigner 4 at the tender age of 11 or so. No, instead I paused for a few thoughtful seconds and asked myself why I had forgotten my iPod for the second day in a row. Why?