Eat. Drink. Eat. Play. Drink. Eat. Thanks.

Thanksgiving. It is awesome. All I did for the past 5 days is eat and play. Actually, I guess being anywhere between 0 days old and a Kindergartner is like Thanksgiving. That aside, this has been a good week. I got to catch up with old friends, meet new friends, eat lots of new foods, and most importantly, I have perfected the act of waving hello and goodbye. Other exciting milestones I have achieved including using chopsticks, doing arithmetic, and reciting poetry.

Mommie and Baba took me to Connecticut to the Grandparents' Weinstein for Thanksgiving and then took me to the Grandparents' Black for the weekend. I saw Aunt Rosellen (Grandpa Mark's Sister) and her kids Carrie and Michael (my cousins!) for the first time. I also got to reconnect with Greatgrandpa Poppy, Uncle Don, Aunt Jill, Cousin Arielle, Uncle Josh, Aunt Hillary, and more! It was so exciting. I also got to see my friend Nathan and his parents MaryPat and Grant, who are mommies friends from school.

In Syracuse I got to see 3 more great granparents (Black x 2 and Bolton x 1), Grandma and Grandpa Blacks friends the Rapasadis and the Menkins, Aunt Gina and Uncle Bob, Aunt Debbie, Cousins Daniel and Jordan and his girlfriend Liz, Baba's friend Jason Drimer and his parents, and dad's friend Dara who he knows from high school. I also saw Eric (dad's friend from high school) and Sam, his FIANCE! They got engaged and got a new puppy at the same time! I was bigger than their puppy Maddie so that was cool. OK, enough of me talking about how popular I am. Check out some photos.

Ahhhhh!

Me and my cousin Michael Rothenberg,

Me and Nathan playing with my book.

Nathan, is it ok if I rub your leg?

Look at everyone trying to orchestrate the photo!

Mom and Dad, Mary Pat and Grant, Me and Nathan.

Arielle and Uncle Don and Me.

I pulled myself up on greatgrandpa poppie's walker!

Post-dinner playing with cousin Michael. I am falling asleep.

Aunt Rosellen and cousin Carrie!

Uncle Josh and Aunt Hillary!

Baba, Mama, and the Kid!

The newly engaged couple and their puppie and us!

I love Eric and he loves me!

Greatgrandma Bolton reading me some books!

Greatgrandma Black and Greatgrandpa Black telling me about life.

Me and greatgrandma Black!

Cousin Daniel. He is one cool dood.

Mr. Drimer and Jason and me, the kid!

Liz, Jordan, and Z-man!

Little Jo and Little Z.

Ohhhhh Baba.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh Baba.

Don't you slobber on my hoodie.

2 funny guys.

Me and Grandma!

Uh oh. Grandma taught me how to say it. Uh oh.

Grandpa is wild and crazy. I know where Baba gets it from.

Out to breakfast. Nom nom.

My eyes are as big as my stomach. What.

Kisses.

Me and Dara. I am back in the game.

Getting close with Dara. Go me.

Me and David Rapasadi!

Me and Gia Rapasadi. Again, I am back in the game.

Suckin' on a wicker shaker from Mexico.

My Face Hurts

Life can be challenging when you are chronically psyched. I know this because I am living that life. When I thought things couldn't get better, I began to crawl. Now I do what I want, when I want, and the only thing that can stop me are these metal gate things that mom and dad put up in the doorways of my play room. Being able to move around and take command of my own life has been awesome for so many reasons. Because of this new found freedom, I am one happy dood. So, I am always smiling and laughing, hence the reason my face hurts. Ouch.

Learning about being a farmer on my toy farm.

Awkward Smile.

Ahhh. It's so funny it hurts!

Smiling.

Hehe. Smiling with my face.

Smiling. In the farm. With an Egg.

Heyyy buddie.

Can you get the drool of my chin, please.

I am strong, like a bull.

November Weekend in Rochaachaaachaaaa

My name is Zane,
I live the insane,
I like to eat da fruit,
And I support the troops.

It was one November day,
I was hanging around,
And baba's friend Karin,
Said she was in town.

She came to see the Z,
We hugged until we were sore,
Then she left,
Cause she had to doctor more.

Next up qas Brunchie sunday,
For friends of mom and dad,
We partied the day away,
When we left I was sad.

Good times were had,
Memories were made,
I partied my face off,
By drinking lemonade.

November's half done,
The rest is going to rule,
I can't wait to party,
With the family and my drool.

That is all.

Sucking on some Papaya

Jay, me, and Ali at Brunchie Sunday.

Mommie and the kid.

What be the deal with the cloth?

There is a toitle on the cloth. What?!

Marta, Zack, and me at Brunchie Sunday.

Eating is for fools. I chow.

Me and my baba wear hoodies because we can.

Mom is psyched. I am handsome like no otha'.

Let me out of jail. I already paid my $200 and I did not pass GO.

I kid. I kid. Just let me out, PLEASE.

Why did you lock me in here with this ferocious beast?!

Look, Karin is Swedish and so am I!

This is me on a blanket trying to escape said blanket.