Max on wheels

Despite lack of rest, Max did a great job on his new skates today.  He initially thought they were ice skates, and since our attempt on the ice rink went as well as nap today, his excitement was surprising.  Once his feet were locked and loaded and his knee pads firmly secured, he collapsed like jello on the wood floor. And he loved it!  Once he was on the foam mat and carpeted basement he did great and rolled around like a pro.

Max is still obsessed with the moon.  Case and point- he was uncharacteristically calm while his nails were being clipped tonight.  He was fixated on his nail clippings, because they look like the moon.

Post-no-nap shenanigans 

Instead of napping this afternoon, Max tore pages out of The Little Engine that Could, and emptied his diaper drawer in order to change Pawley's diaper a few dozen times.  Damaging the book was silly because that only shortened his favorite bedtime story.  The diaper fixation is hypocritical because Max hates getting his diaper changed, so why would Pawley want his changed so many times?  He probably wasn't even dirty.