are standing on an iceberg. One penguin says to the other: You look like you’re wearing a tuxedo. The other penguin says: What makes you so sure I’m not?”

Monsieur Pingouin…I love you, but you’re goin’ down…

right next to me that is!

Wait a minute! How did you get behind me?

Mama got me a new placemat…good-bye black cat…hello snowman!

Peek-a-boo!

I’m too sexy for the Badgers…

What, you aren’t aware of this new fad? I’ve been calling all my friends…socks over the jeans and up to the knees as leg warmers are sooooo in! Try it out yourself, send me a picture and pass it on! Don’t forget to check out the Thanksgivin’ Jammin’ post below! See you next week!

More pics coming soon!

I went to my first UW Men’s Basketball game. All of the bright lights and noise were a bit shocking…well, for about 15 minutes! After that it was great…and I got to see Bucky break dance!

We rearranged the family room…so I told Mama I’d vacuum the carpet—man this thing is heavy!

That’s it. We’re done. I think I lost a pound pushing this thing around.

I think it’s time for some ice cream!

I’ve hit the jackpot! This box is filled with small shiny things–perfect for my hands. Mama says I helped with the ornaments last year too, but I don’t remember…

that can’t be me! I don’t have enough hair…

or teeth! Look into my shiny crystal ball and I’ll give you your fortune.

I put the first ornament on the tree! And NO it’s never too early to put up a Christmas Tree!

Grandpa Bill and Grandma Lily came for a visit this weekend and brought me lots of goodies—like this little mini-red wagon and these alphabet magnets.

We stick them all over the garage door and the Papa lifted me up to make sure I grabbed the last one…

so I could drop them all through the Christmas Tree limbs! I hope you had a good weekend and go ahead…put up your Christmas Tree too!

Einstein and I…we make bedhead look GOOD!

Anyone need a handyman? I’m insured!

Maybe I can use my hammer on my hula hoops?

Did you know that Monsieur Pingouin can hula hoop?

Hmmm…I think this car was designed for only one of us.

I’m sorry Monsieur pingouin…you’ve got to go…

but I’ll come back for you when I upgrade to a DIESEL (SUV).

A noisy package arrived from uncle-ish Scott and Mama let me open it early…

It had an F117 roaring at Mach 9 inside! I think I need Papa’s earplugs! Thank you Scott and Lorre!

It snowed today…and I got to laugh at Mama cleaning the car off with her hands. She put some snow in this bowl so I can check it out!

Brrr! It’s cold…but I’m a Wisconsin boy and I can take it! See y’all next week!