Friday, February 1, 2008

It's me...MAX!

Excuse me, but I would like to interuppt all the ooohing and ahhhing over Jonah to let you all know that I am sick and would like a little sympathy. On Tuesday, February 5th, I will be having surgery. I do not look forward to this and sincerely hope everything works out okay. I have bladder stones and they must be removed surgically. I see how many of you leave comments for Jonah when he doesn't feel well so I would appreciate the equivalent! Thank you!

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Thursday, January 31, 2008

Cooking up some puffs!

What does an 18 month old boy do with one stainless steel bowl, a container of PUFFS, 2 large serving spoons and three measuring cups? Well, he whips up a nice dish of puffs, stirs them really good and feeds himself with the large spoons. Ahhh...good times!

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My package

My mom found two boxes from by the front door today. She gave them to me because she said both boxes had something for me in them. I was excited at first but then I realized I didn't know how to open boxes that were taped up?
But, being the hero that he is, my daddy stepped in and saved the day. He had a knife! I wanted to hold it but he wouldn't let me. Bummer!
I wasn't too excited at first because whatever it was had plastic wrapped all around it. Daddy had to use his knife again.
Once he got the first package open, I saw something that looked strangely familiar. I saw BROWN BEAR!!! How on earth did my book get int that box? I mean, I was just playing with it when the boxes showed up at the door. It must be a magic book!!!
I immediately handed mom the Wheels on the Bus in order to examine the Brown Bear book a little closer.

Daddy then showed me a new book they bought me that was recommended by my cousin Ella. It is from the same people who wrote Brown Bear. I was immediately intrigued but still held on tight to Brown Bear.

In the midst of looking at the new book, I realized this was NOT my book. I had no idea where my old copy was so I jumped up with the new copy of Brown Bear and went to find my original copy of Brown Bear. Once I found it and knew it was safe, I handed the new one right back to mom. I have no need for a new copy of Brown Bear because mine is just fine.
She tried to give it back to me but it upset me and made me cry. What do I have to do to let her know I don't want a NEW Brown Bear book.

She kept trying to give it to me and I kept backing away from it. People, listen to me...MY COPY OF BROWN BEAR IS ALL I WANT!!!!
Finally, daddy told me I didn't have to take it right now. He put it on the table and said that maybe I could keep it in the car or something. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the invoices and packing material that came with my new books. Would you believe that Brown Bear only costs $6.99? I thought it must be worth millions???? Wow!
My mom took these pictures so you could see the difference in my old book and the new imposter book! Just imagine the one on the left sticking to your hand. Mommy says it is gross to even touch!!
Look athe difference in the last pages of the two books. Even though it is a board book, the pages are bent, a little bit of the paper is missing and it shows lots of signs of wear.

Mommy says she ordered the new book so I would have an extra to take with me. And, she wants to eventually put my old copy up with other important items like what I wore home from the hospital and my first outfit I ever wore, etc. Yeah, I don't see that happening ANY time soon!

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Old Picture

I found this picture on my old camera yesterday. It cracked me up. I'm not sure what Jonah was saying to Sinnot but they look like they are in deep conversation. Wouldn't you love to have a little insight into their little toddler minds??

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Wednesday, January 30, 2008

A closed door???

Would you believe my daddy went into the bathroom and shut the door only to leave me standing outside??? I stood at the door and said "DaDa! DaDa! Dada!" Did he open the door for me to come in? NO!!!

Apparently he did not see this terribly sad face or surely he would have rushed to the door to open it for me.
Mommy diverted my attention to the piano in my room. That suited me just fine. My room is more fun than the bathroom any ole day!
I got bored with the piano after a while and wanted my daddy again. So, I sat in the hallway with my mom. She let me sit in her lap and hold her camera. I even got to take pictures. What do you think?

Maybe I should stick with my musical ability rather than photography. Or, maybe my mom should let me use her big camera. Surely that would make me better???

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Sunday Night Church

My mom and dad lead a couples only Bible Study on Sunday nights. That means I get to go to the nursery to play with my friends. We got there a little early last Sunday so mom let me play outside for a bit.

My hood fell off and I didn't like that. When I think things should be a certain way, I'm not happy until they are how I want them. I completley lost it until Mommy put my hood back on my head.

I got to the door of the nursery and there was not one person there to greet me. Can you believe that? Then, I discovered that was because we were the first ones to actually arrive.
Sue-Sue was helping in the nursery that night and she got there pretty soon after we did. She was very happy to sit on the floor and play with me.

After Bible Study, mommy and daddy ended up in the nursery with a few people just hanging out. I decided I wanted to sit in the exersaucer. It is just like the one I had when I was a baby. Click here to see how much has changed since I first sat in mine? My mom says she sometimes wishes I was still that small but then I do something funny and she is glad I'm just the age I am.

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A box from Amazon

We got a big box in the mail from Amazon today. Mommy knew exactly what it was and she was pretty sure I wasn't going to like the contents of the box. So, she decided to let me play with the box and the paper. Let me tell you, they put a LOT of paper in that box.

Here I am checking out the contents of that big box. Yep, it is a crib tent. I have started trying to crawl out of my crib and apparently that is very dangerous. They think I could really hurt myself if I land on the hardwood floor so they found this crib tent that will keep me in. My mom's friend in North Carolina, Mrs. Karin told her all about it. Her little boy Kevin used one until he was 3 years old. Her new babies from Vietnam already have them on their beds for when they get home.

Mommy seems to think I will hate this thing. She tells me I should learn to love it because it may be the only tent I ever sleep in because they have no plans to go camping. (Bummer!)

I am okay with the tent as long as it stays in the box. I'm sure I will be a little intrigued once it comes out but I'm sure the interest will soon fade. Stay tuned for my impending meltdown!!

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