The end...

of diapers is in sight! Way to go Maxers for being a big boy and going on the potty (almost) every time! You owe it to your big brother who teaches by example and gives you lots of praise! I love having boys.

Max at 2 1/2

Max is getting so big. Here are some things he's doing:

• He gets frustrated easily. If he gets in trouble, he immediately calls me names..."You're stupid", "You're awful", "You liar". Anything he can think of. He also likes to hit. It makes me sad. If he's mad at Lukas, he says the same things and then hits, not just once or twice, but until Lukas can't take it anymore.
  
• He is addicted to quarters. He has to have his "money" with him in his hand or pocket wherever he is.
  
• He likes to hold little objects. When he wakes up in the morning and I make his bed I find all kinds of things: plastic toys, balls, hangers, money, his fishy (plastic), water gun...
  
• He thinks "poop" and "pee" are the funniest words ever.
• He loves to unroll his window in the car and let the wind blow him away. Lukas hates the wind, which is partly why I think Max likes it so much.
• At church whenever we get ready to sing a hymn, he'll say, "Is it home time?"
  
• He'll be crying and upset and I'll ask him, "What's wrong?" to which he replies, "Anything!"
• He can be so sweet and say, "Thanks mom, thanks."
  
• He climbs all over me, smothering me with hugs and squeezes. He's hard to fight off.
• He constantly falls and gets hurt whether there is something there to trip on or not.
  
• When his nose is runny, he'll come crying to me saying, "I have a bloody nose!" He's had quite a few in his day. He also loves to bring me his boogers. :P
• He likes to drink the bath water. Eeeeew.
• He is now obsessed with worms. He loves to hold them and find them in the dirt.
  

Shiner

Max has done it again. Another owie. We were at a restaurant Friday night and he tripped and hit his face on the bench right below his eye. It was very puffy and red and now it's turning purple and blue. That kid takes a lickin' and keeps on tickin'. (That's his sad face.) AND, we are painting a bathroom and as I was cleaning up I noticed paint on the couch. Yes, Max put his hand in it (and trust me, we were so careful to not let him anywhere near it, yet somehow he got to it) and it's all over one of our couch cushions! ! Then later he was playing with red play doh and it's now rubbed deep into the carpet. I could scream at that kid, but how can I? He's too cute. And he just doesn't get it. He doesn't know how much trouble he's getting into. And he says, "Sorry Mom, sorry" in the cutest lisp I've ever heard. (Do ya think he needs a haircut? My Dad keeps calling him Maxine.)