The boy who cried pee

Max was quite hilarious in the car this afternoon.  First, he confirmed that both he and Kira were in mommy's belly.  Then he said he wanted to go back in mommy's belly, but he couldn't find the door.  In other hilarity on the way home from school, Max saw a grey Nissian Altima, and asked if it was mommy's car.  Nope, we are in mommy's car.   But it was the same car.  He notices every. single. thing.

"I want to wear a shirt with a horse like daddy!" Luckily Max and Kira both had some Polo hand-me-downs from Ben and Hannah to appease the General's fashion whim. Kira was slightly less interested in the "horsey shirt".

Max woke up and immediately whined, "I want to go pee pee on the potty". He even claimed to have gone.  Not true.  The boy who cried pee is also into lying these days.  Last week he told Miss Miranda that he pooped on the potty with Grandma and Pa.  However, simply wearing boxers does not a poop on the potty make.

Super Bowl sing-a-long

Max will probably be awake during the entire Super Bowl, and although he will be relegated to his bed by 7pm, he got to see and sing his favorite part- the National Anthem.

Beautiful rendition of the National Anthem, but the slow pace threw Max off a bit.

The song is over, but Max's concert has just begun.

Kira was not interested in the big game; she was in bed by 6pm

Max's outfit changes are getting out of hand.  Perhaps the double-digit amount of daily changes would decrease if he was forced to put his clothes away each time.

[play] Dough boy

Max cooked up some homemade play dough this morning.  The recipe made an enormous batch of blue fun.  Luckily it is "edible", although disgusting, as Max could not help but have a taste.  Or two. Or more.

Kira loved breakfast at the bagel store.  No matter how croweded it is, Kira always has a seat.

Max is obsessed with the play area at Chick fil A, and tonight he became obsessed with a boy whom he followed/chased around and copied.  Once the boy realized Max was copying him, he had him doing hilarious things. 

Kira wishes her room had a ceiling fan, but since it does not, mommy made her a heart mobile (since she is not an electrician).  Kira seems to like it.

Sleeping in

Max and Kira both were both put to bed at 7:00pm and they both woke up at the exact same time- 5:30am.  Not only was this Kira's first time sleeping through the night, but she went right back to sleep until 7:30am.  Max stayed awake and changed his clothes a dozen times.

Belly laughing...

All day!

Kira's smile was as big as her mommy's when she slept all night!

3-2-1 blast off! 

Max's room

Exact opposites at the exact same time 

Kira even smiles during diaper changes!

A very long and rough bedtime led to Gator pjs being put on backwards as to avoid a repeat strip show.  Max finally gave up and fell asleep at 9:30pm, so obviously he was up and ready to play at 4:55am.  

Kira is three months old!

Kira has a cold, again, which has become par for the 'Max brings home germs and it is winter' course.  She was not super smiley for her three month picture, but there is no hiding how adorable she is.  Even with a cold, she is still a happy and patient baby girl.  She hardly cries, loves to coo, and enjoys when people talk to her so she can try to immitate them.  Hopefully she does not try to immitate [and can sleep through] the temper tantrums her big brother has had the past three nights.

Max had his first lip repair three days after this picture was taken; this was one of the last pictures of his super sized grin.  There were only about 1.5 million more taken over the following two days.

Kira loves Max!  Whenever he is in the room she can't take her eyes off him, making him the perfect photographer.  Max is really honing his photography skills....

Max took these two excellent photos 

Father-son coaching (don't tell Max he is really just watching the freshman game)

Max wanted to dress like daddy, complete with tie and hair gel.  He refused to dress up for Thanksgiving but he wore a shirt and tie to school on a Wednesday.

Candy man

Who needs Hershey Park when Rite Aid is down the street, stocked with candy, and garners plenty of smiles.

The 'giggle so hard one eye closes' laugh must be genetic.

The Federal Government was delayed two hours due to snow, but Max was shooting hoops two hours before the sun came up.

Thank you, Kira, for sleeping until 7am.  Even though you still eat in the middle of the night, you wake up with a smile and sit patiently while mommy caters to the General's every command.

Big and little

...are both getting bigger and are about to outgrow their respective sibling shirts.  Kira has several more waiting in the wings. So does Max, but unless a shirt is of the basketball, baseball, or Sesame Street genre, it will merely take up space in his drawer, and spend lots of time in a disguarded heap on the floor in his room.

When Max wakes up at 5am we have LOTS of time to kill in the morning.  

Peek-a-boo!  This hat is marked 0-3 months but it is huge!  Kira's outfit, on the other hand, is a bit snug.

"Look at my hair!" 

Laughter is the worst medicine

Laughter is really working against the parental units in Max's house.  Max's impersonations of daddy coaching are spilling over from make-believe basketball games into reality. Coach, Jr. was in rare form tonight when his basketball game was rudely interrupted with dinner.  "I have to make the boys listen!!!!" he screamed as he refused to eat.  While mommy hid her face to laugh, he continued, "no I am NOT going to eat my dinner I neeeeeed to play!!!"  The shouting is rude and disrespectful, but it is also hilariously similar to tone and body language of an actual teenager.  In the end he did not eat.  Or play.  Loose-loose night with lots of [partially] hidden mommy laughs.

Sunday swim

Looking cute but on the verge of a spit-up induced outfit change.  

Seriously the cutest serious face 

Boys and their babies

Acrobatics

Max did a front flip right into Kira's crib.  Luckily it is just the pack and play, because odds are he would have done/attempted/gotten injured doing the same trick into a wood crib.  Max and his [dangerous] crib antics have been around since he was three months old and are still going strong.

Max "needed" a red basketball jacket like daddy and he was quite happy to get one.

"This is MINE!"

Dolls

Double cuddle nap

Busting out the big bottles.  "Just like baby Iris," said/sung Mr. Observant 

"My pjs aren't listening!!!!" bellowed the boy who couldn't zip his suddenly favorite, year old, too tight sleepwear.  Max took after his pjs today.

Love cake for dessert 

Sports car

Where are you going, Max?

"To a basketball game, a baseball game, and a football game."