The Forgotten Post

I was looking through my account and cleaning some stuff up. I found a saved post that never made it to the blog. Who knows why I took this picture but it is sooo cute. We all know that Max loves his bath.

Bath Time!

Max loves his bath!

Before, During & After

Max is as sweet as can be and having a great time. So for the purpose of this example we will call this picture...Before.

Now we see here that daddy has come into the picture and Max has once again become a daredevil so of course this one will be called...During.

I'm sure as you have all caught on by now for dazed and confused Max this will be...After.

Go Pokes!

I havn't posted in a while, but with nothing new to report this is going to be a short post. Maxwell continues to be teething and as I'm sure most of you know it is no fun. I keep saying this, but I think that we are getting close to that first tooth coming in! Also I'm sure I have told most of you or you have noticed yourself that Max acts just like a little Jeff. This child is so layed back that it borders on lazy. He still is not sitting up or crawling and he seems to be completely fine with that. He knows that if he cries enough I will just give him what he was wanting. He is just so cute how can you not give into him!?!

Moral Dilemma

I have found the weapons of mass destruction and it comes in a 4 ounce glass jar disguised as baby food. My new enemy is the dreaded turkey and broccoli. It smells like stinky feet and vomit. When I popped the the top to the jar and got that first whiff I was certain that there was no way that Max would eat it. To my complete and utter surprise he couldn't get enough of it. EWW! I might be weird but I take a little taste of whatever I'm feeding Max just to see how it tastes. I figure if I wont eat it I wont make him eat it. Not this time my friend. He is on his own with this one. And what is worse I have to keep buying this junk. It will be hilarious when Jeff has to feed it to Max.

Easter Sunday

Max celebrated his very first Easter. Jeff and I exchanged baskets and the Easter Bunny came to visit Maxwell. He got some really great stuff. Some books, socks and a few toys. It was almost like Christmas in April. By the way, Jeff is wanting me to put to put the last picture of Max on here. I guess he is imitating his new best friend Maddie, one of our dogs.

Mighty Max!

Maxwell is completely in love with his daddy. I never would have guessed it, but maybe Max loves the dare devil tosses that Jeff does. Thank goodness we have insurance!

Ahhh... the good life!

Max is learning what it is to be a man! He has learned the true great loves in life, sitting around in his underwear and the TV remote.

Texas!!!

This past weekend Jeff and I took Max to Texas to see his Uncle Brian, Aunt Jenny and his cousins. This was the first time Max was in the car for so long. He did really good for the most part. In one of the pictures you will see that Max goes from happily playing with his cousin Emma to very upset in a matter of seconds. What you did not see was my sisters dog Saddie, or Satan as Jeff kept calling her. Well she ran into the picture like Flash Gordan in between the first two pictures and scared the little tiny poop out of him! Hence the name that Jeff has given her of Satan. Also Max went for his check up on Friday he is finally getting some length on him! He weighs 14 pounds 9 ounces and is 26.24 inches long. Yeah for Maxwell!

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!