Balls!

In Hungary Santa doesn't come on Christmas day, Jézuska, or little baby Jesus comes instead. Santa comes a few weeks earlier and typically gives out chocolate, candy, apples, and nuts. He doesn't leave it under the tree, instead he leaves it in, er, people's shoes. Even though Christian is still a little too small (and allergic) for chocolate and candy, Lyssa insisted we celebrate a day that gives her free candy. As such, all three pairs of her shoes did overflow. We did get Christian some red apples, which are mentioned all the Hungarian Christmas songs, so all in all it was pretty successful.

Otherwise, I could spend the rest of this blog telling you about the week back at work, and how much fun it is to teach girls coming back from a week long vacation who are already pretty burned out as it is, but I'll resist. Instead, I wanted to tell you a little about Christian's newest love: balls.

Yes, it's true. Christian is such a boy. For his birthday we got him a football, er, soccer ball, and he loves picking it up and throwing it around. I've tried to teach him to kick it by picking him up and dribbling around the room (which he loves).

In the end though, he just wants to pick it up. So maybe he'll just end up playing goalkeeper, though with our genes he probably won't have the armspan for it. So I'll kick it to him, he'll grab it and throw it to me, and I'll kick it back. It's really fun that we now have something that we can play together.

We also have a football, er, yeah that's the right word, that we got him over the summer. He'll carry it around sometimes, but it's a little hard to get his hands around it, so he mostly just uses it as a chew toy.

We have a baseball and some tennis balls around also that he loves throwing around, so I got the idea to get all my cricket stuff out to see if he could bowl over some stumps (you'll have to forgive me the cricket terminology, I wanted to see if he'd throw the ball at the stumps and knock the bails on top off).

This is by far his favorite, he gets so excited when I take the cricket gear out. He'll throw the tennis ball at it a couple of times, and completely miss. But then he'll get distracted by the bails. He loves them. He gets all giddy and laughs when he plays with them.