Last night we went to a hockey game - the Odense Bulldogs grrrrrr. Free tickets were offered to our expat club through a friend of a friend. The atmosphere was similar and yet different than U.S. hockey games. In the beginning there were scantily clad dancing girls (Peter wondered why they shook their butts so much), fireworks as the players came out onto the ice, and a mascot to help pump up the crowd.
Although - the crowd didn't need too much goading to get pumped up. The two ends of the arena were standing room only. And you were expected to stand - there we bars at chest height to lean your body on (with beer in hand). Within that section there were a couple of dressed up dudes with drums to lead the chanting. It was a lot of fun. However, since we didn't have seats, and since the game started after Peter's normal bedtime, we only stayed for about 45 minutes.
The day before we were at the zoo. New this time around - a house cat was stuck in the red panda pen. The pandas were wary of the cat and stayed up in their trees while the zoo keepers called its owner.
Climbing on the *big* playground.
Who knew? Pelicans are pink.
The boys.
Taller each time.
No penguins today - their pen is getting a paint job. The sign said they were being kept in a "cold room"...but no more explanation than that.
Later that day...
Swimming class once again. It was his idea to practice putting his face in the water. I've learned that with Peter, he has to decide when to do these things on his own.
And even later that day...
Peter ate the bun on the hamburger for the first time - EVER!
But I've saved the best for last. Earlier this week, after watching How To Eat Fried Worms, Peter talked about how he'd like to eat a worm. Yeah, whatever. The kid won't even try a pickle. While out biking in the rain, he found - what else - a worm. He picked it up, and I carried it home. We popped in the microwave (his idea), and he tried a bite. Amazing. I never thought he'd actually go through with it.
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