It goes without saying that our family has much to be thankful for. Max enjoyed his first Thanksgiving sitting between David and I, while messily eating off the table and loving every bite. I equally loved watching him stuff his beautifully repaired and healed mouth with turkey.
Happy Thanksgiving! (11.22.12)
First Thanksgiving as a family of three (11.22.12)
Snacking on Turkey Day (11.22.12)
Give me that turkey! (11.22.12)
Jackson, Max, and Sadie's first Thanksgiving. Gianna is in charge! (11.22.12)
Max and Sadie cooking last Thanksgiving and eating this Thanksgiving
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Just the guys grabbing a couple of slices at Pomodoro (11.21.12)
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Pajama party at the park (11.20.12)
Pigging out on pumpkin pie samples at Trader Joe's (11.19.12)
Max has been getting a lot of exercise the past couple of weeks. The boy does not sit still- unless he is sleeping- which he did last Saturday for 15 hours! After resisting all attempts at a nap, Max passed out at 4:30pm and only awoke once for a brief bottle snack before morning.
His new favorite pastimes include opening and closing doors, climbing the stairs, playing in the ball pit, and trying to walk. He can take a few steps all by himself, but still prefers pushing around anything that is not nailed down (i.e.- kitchen chairs). Max also stopped by one of his dad's basketball practices, which must have paid off, because he learned how to make shots in his baby basketball hoop. The fact that he takes a break from putting the ball in his mouth is a milestone in itself!
Max loves breakfast (11.17.12)
Love this new shopping cart (11.17.12)
Happy kiddos! (11.16.12)
So happy to see Daddy! (11.15.12)
Duck tub (11.14.12)
Welcome to my bedroom (11.13.12)
Obsessed with climbing stairs (11.13.12)
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Ready for a picture and bedtime story (11.11.12)
This is what 15 hours of sleep gets you! (11.11.12)
Today Max ventured to two polling places, received one "I voted" sticker, but did not quite meet the age requirement to cast a ballot. He is a responsible American citizen in training.
It has been two weeks since Max's palate surgery and as you can see, he is back to his old, smiley, wet self. Emphasis on "wet". Max has always been a wet guy; cleaning his spit-up is as commonplace as changing his diapers. The great news is that since the surgery he rarely spits up, however, the amount of drool that pours out of his mouth is record-breaking. We practically need a sump pump to keep him dry, and since we don't have one, he is always soaked. But he is always smiling, which more than compensates for constantly saturated shirts (pants, socks, hair...).
What do you get when you combine a hand-me-down dinosaur suit and a Florida Gator jersey? The perfect Halloween costume! Max was Albert, the University of Florida mascot, for Halloween. As if he is not cuddly enough, Max was extra cushy and soft in his Gator-themed attire. He had a busy day playing with friends and trick-or-treating, but it was not enough to tire him out. Even though he did not have a single piece of candy, he was on a "sugar high" all night. The Max just does not like to sleep, but I would trade all of my treats for a few z's.
