He's alive, thank goodness he's alive!

When I got home from work today Jeff was telling me how Max was so good today, and no wonder. He went to bed last night at 8 and didn't up this morning until 10! Of course he is going to be in a good mood. Going on, turns out Jeff met his mom today for lunch and he took our son out still in his pajamas. He probably looked like those kids in line at Walmart with the snotty nose and no socks on. As if it couldn't get worse you will notice that in some of the picture Jeff has pulled Max's pajamas down around his waist to feed him. I tell Jeff that Max is not a rag doll, but I don't think he understands this. He acts like he is stunt man or Stretch Armstrong or something. All I know is I have some pictures to show Max when he is older, and I am investing in a nanny cam!