We will post photos of our Christmas in Baltimore soon (including a picture of Elias meeting his great grandparents Powell).
For now here is a picture of Elias in his new bathrobe adjusting to the time change in Baltimore.
Frankfurt |

We took Elias to the mall to see Santa. The German Santa Claus is much thinner than the American one, but that is true of most German people. Jenny had me look up the stats on this. 14% of Germans are obese, compared to a whopping 32% of Americans. Even though Germans and Americans have the same average height, American men weigh 10 lbs more than German men--but the real burden is being carried (I guess literally) by American women, who on average weigh 15 lbs more than German women. It would be hard to say they aren't pulling their weight. Poor Santa must have to stuff himself on doener kebaps and beer to become portly enough for his arrival in America.
As long as we are talking numbers, one very noticeable thing about living here are the short days. Sunrise isn't until after 8am, and sunset is around 4pm. I looked this up, and right now we have 1.5 less hours of daylight each day compared to Baltimore. And the Sun is much lower in the sky at noon. Frankfurt is at 50 degrees North latitude! That's farther north than Ulaanbaatar, the capital of Mongolia. In comparison, Baltimore is at a lower latitude than Madrid. But the climate is pretty mild and we haven't had snow yet.
Although we aren't looking forward to the plane ride or jet lag, we are looking forward to seeing everyone at Christmas. We probably should have had everyone over here, the Germans do Christmas so well. December 6 is Saint Nicholas' Day, when children get candy in their shoes. [Jenny's note: I vaguely remember trying to get this holiday celebrated in my house one year, but I guess St. Nicholas doesn't have time to fill American shoes. [Matt's note: who can?]] One scary thing about Christmas here is Knecht Ruprecht, who travels with Santa. I found a picture of him on Wikipedia:
He whips children who misbehaved during the year (Crystal???). I guess the underweight German Santa needs back-up.
We have been regularly visiting the Christmas markets to get into the Christmas spirits--hot spiced wine of all flavors (cherry wine, blackberry wine, etc.) and feuerzangenbowle, hot wine with flamed rum. We haven't gotten any photos of the Christmas market yet because it's too crowded, but we will try. They are a sight.


The cousins met again and were even mildly aware of each other this time.
We did a lot of sight seeing, grilled meat eating, and beer drinking. Three of our favorite things to do in Germany.

We visited the town of Bacharach and toured a castle and some cathedral ruins.

There were also some other sights in the town that piqued our interest...

We even ventured to Baden-Baden (Baths-Baths), a town south of Frankfurt on the edge of the Black Forest and the border of France. Where as you can guess there are bath houses (of the nude and not so nude variety). Mike and Tracey paid a visit to one of the bath houses (they did bring bathing suits). [Matt's note: which they didn't use....] Fall came a little later over here, so there were beautiful fall trees to gaze upon.


All around it was a nice trip. Our boys did very well on the train rides.

They only melted down on the last leg of our journey, whereby we each blocked a train exit with a crying child. If one of our goals is to leave a lasting impression here, that may have done it!
In other news, Elias ate solid food (rice cereal) for the first time yesterday. We think it went rather well. He seemed to enjoy it. We will post pictures and video of that soon. We also have some video of Tucker and Elias that we will put up ... eventually.
Although art museums are not really our thing, the Staedel Museum in Frankfurt is a pretty big deal and it was cold and raining on Sunday. So we went. And it actually was fairly nice. Elias slept through the Old Masters and didn't wake up until Expressionism. We saw a bunch of paintings that reminded us of family: Vermeer's "The Geographer" for Mike; and for Jim, Manet's "The Croquet Party". (I will let the rest of you puzzle that out: Jim knows why.) Jenny thought Boticelli's "Ideal Portrait of a Woman" looked like Kate Winslet. And it was nice to see that even in Monet's paintings, the babies leave their toys all over the floor (from "The Luncheon").






















Elias travels well, which is good because we go out a lot. Here he is on the train.

Elias continues to grow and be wonderful. He's not sleeping through the night yet, but when he's tired, he's tired.
Maybe it's from all that exercise.
We finally got our bank account and EC card. We went shopping for clothes for Elias, because it's gotten colder and he didn't have enough warm stuff. Here are nice corduroy overalls.
Playtime is always fun. He's very active.
This morning we went to the flea market on the river bank, in a neighborhood called Sachsenhausen. It was CRAZY. Think of anything--anything at all--that might conceivably be sold for under $10, and you will find it there. The saying "everything but the kitchen sink" might apply, but we did see a kitchen sink for sale. More candelabras than you could dream of. Not one but two stands selling secondhand surgical equipment. Plenty of big-screen TVs. A miniature working cannon. Mannequins! We could go on. We can't wait for the Christmas markets!