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Maximum Max

I print off my blog and send it off once a month and I noticed a definate void in my youngest. It is sucha shame because he really is so pretty.
Here is a little sample of what Maximo has been up to this week.
He likes going out for pancakes with his sisters.
But he loves sleeping on me while I eat his pancakes.
He likes the after-party mess. (He rolled into this box then it fell on him.)
He loves daddy's computer. He opened up his first web browser here. We are so proud.

Comments

Grandma said…
Like father, like son.
Grandma said…
Like father, like son.
Unknown said…
As I've always said, Max is SUCH a male version of a Danielson - meaning, he looks just like his sisters only he looks profoundly male. Does that make sense? Such a cute kid!!
AnnEE said…
Maximo, How I love thee. You should video tape his rolling all over the planet. My poor kid. Has a definite disadvantage in the sense that he can't roll away.
Hazen5 said…
He's getting so big! I can't wait to see him and The girls in April. I would love to eat pancakes while he sleeps on me!
heidiram said…
He is tooooooooo cute. We need more Max posts. Love that little guy. (And so does Tino).
Nortorious said…
I like the retro jammies.
Karen said…
love the qwerky shoes

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