Max's obsession with shorts has rapidly become as intense as his sleep refusal. Combine the two together and you have Max dressed in basketball clothes, ready to shoot hoops, in the middle of the night. Should mommy try to hide the shorts and you have a loud, livid Max. Technical fouls are undoubtedly in his future.
To prevent the disappearance of his apparel necessity, Max has taken to toting around, the one pair of shorts he found, everywhere he goes. Tonight they went to the barber shop. In the earliest hour of this morning, while dribbling downstairs, Max screamed, "oh no it fell down". Naturally we thought his hoop fell. Nope. Max was upset that his hair fell on his face. Hence his emergency haircut after school today.
Prettiest Brooks
