The once and future king

Someday my son, you will rule all that you see before you. Well not the fridge or the washing machine, but everything made of paper-mache. And maybe not this exact land, but something somewhat similar, and quite possibly less elaborate. But first, you must learn to rule with an iron fist and tread with fuzzy bunny slippers. For the people of this land are small and slightly irritable... and invisible... and imaginary. They like their trains slow and their cars fast. Always remember the future is yours for the taking my son, but we also have the gift receipt if you want to return it for something else.

This is the coolest 'thing going in a circle' I've ever seen.

Here comes Santa Claus... Run, everyone run!

So, here's the story as it was explained to Virg. On the night of December 24th, at 2400 hrs, a Mr. Claus will attempt to unlawfully enter the house. He is impervious to fire, and flaunts this by entering the home by way of the fireplace where applicable. He has the power to read your mind through some unknown process. After he has invaded the privacy of your mind, he will judge you. If you've been good, you will get a new toy. If you've been bad... well let's not talk about that. Now sleep tight my son, and don't let the bed bugs bite. Oh, I'll tell you about bed bugs another night.

A new toy you say? And he'll be entering the house here?

Snowmagedon - Maryland '09

"Everyone just stay calm! I've seen this before on a smaller scale. If we just stay very still, this stuff should just go away." Virg is in for another white Christmas. But let me tell you, the news reports here on the east coast cannot be trusted. They were saying "shin deep snow". Hello! This stuff is up to Virg's waist. How's a little man supposed to traverse this treacherous landscape. Good thing Virg like's a challenge.

Must... Get... To... Car... Toy 'R Us is having a sale!

Everyone

Tis the Season to be Jolly... very very jolly

What do you get when an American soldier in Germany sends a pair of authentic lederhosen and a new German beer glass to friends in America... two very festive fellows. I know what you're thinking, but NO Virg did not drink his first sip of beer from Daddy's new glass. It may be the case that someone's finger accidentally slipped into the glass, and maybe someone sucked an unidentified liquid from his fingers before Daddy could clean his hands, and maybe Virg and Daddy had a good laugh afterwards, but there was definitely no "drinking from the glass". I don't know who is starting these horrible rumors, but that's the Internet for you. Lies! Lies! Lies! (and a shred of truth).

No, no officer, we're fine!

Oh! Check out my leather pants, they are totally leather!

You can't spell Thanksgiving without a bunch of letters.

Sorry Daddy hasn't posted anything in a while. But this isn't a blog for Daddy to complain about his sad little existence outside of his family life. So as an extra bonus for not posting in a while Virg has requested Daddy break the mold and post MULTIPLE PICS! So here you go:

Thanksgiving #2 with the Minnesota Clan.

I couldn't wait to eat the yummy food they made for me!

No time for talking Mommy, there's a lot of mac 'n cheese to eat here.

Oh! Did someone order an extra order of adorably cute?

... stay tuned for the next blog. Virg has some exciting news about the future and why he's going to be getting a new bed a little sooner than he expected.

What are you!?!?!

... "I'm Bat-Virg!"

Now that Halloween is over, it's time to take off the silly costumes and get back to everyday life. For Virg, everyday life includes fighting crime and other super human stuff.

BIFF! - "Yes, that was a nice lamp, wasn't it."
BOFF! - "I agree, the food does look a little odd hanging from the ceiling."
ZRONK! - "No, I wasn't aware a glass full of milk could be thrown that far across the room."

Action is Virg's middle name. Currently, Daddy's middle name is "What the?" and "How did that?" and "That's not even possible, is it?!"

Don't be afraid Mommy, I was born to be a super hero!

Twas the morning after Halloween...

...and all through the house. Not a creature was stirring, not even the great pumpkin king. What a night! There was soooo much work to do as the pumpkin king. Virg had to supervise Daddy carve 4 pumpkins, he had to hand out treats to other kids, and judge all the costumes.

Winner: Bright florescent green fairy princess whose parents dressed up like characters from the movie Tron.
Looser: Guy with 5 o'clock shadow holding a pillow case.

And what super awesome candy can you expect from the pumpkin king? Dum Dum Pops of course... two of them! Remember to collect the wrappers for cool prizes, like a Frisbee, a mouse pad, or a lunch sack. And who wouldn't want a barely functional pair of binoculars with a picture of the dum dum drum man on it?

While visions of Dum Dum swag danced in his head... mmmm beach towel