Butcher

Max had the ideal role in helping to prepare dinner tonight.  He merrily pounded the pork tenderloin, while we sang one of his favorite bedtime songs, "If I Had a Hammer".  Unfortunately he absolutely refused to taste it.  

"Pawley hit me"

Max hits himself with Pawley's paw and then tattles on him for hitting. 

Max dumped food out the refrigerator in search for "daddy's cup".  Guess we are out of beer; thanks for the heads up, Max.

Only one person was happy that Max woke up at 6:30am (after being awake for an hour in the middle of the night).  You're looking at him.