I like to let Max rule the roost while his two pushy older sisters are adjusting to their early bedtimes. I will soon put him on the same schedule--in the meantime I am loving this time with him.
(In order to fully appreciate this post, you MUST put on the background music. Just click the play from youtube. This has potential to be a longagong post so you might as well enjoy some tunes. I did most of my training with these gentleman blasting in my ear. Vampire Weekend, I love you.) Here's the story with the gory details. Why do you tri? On October 18, 2004 I delivered a 16 week old boy in the same room of the American Fork hospital that I lost one six months earlier. (I get pregnant really easily.) The previous week I had seen the doctor and everything was looking good and right on track so yay for me. While the first one was devastating (a whole other post for a whole other day), it was number 2 that changed me. I was so angry at my body for betraying me and not letting me do what I wanted it to do. I figured I was doing all the "right things" with the taking care of myself so therefore, I would be able to carry the babies to term and everyone would live happily ...
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We did the same with you. i.e. let you stay up while your pushy brother and sister went to bed early. (That's why you are a top contender for the "favorite" today!
Actually, Rob was in the kitchen - standing (his version of a protest against early to bed rules.)
Nice post. Keep up the good work!
I love the pic with his bum and legs hanging out of the box!!
Hey, When did "Papa Nacho" get into the picture!? Not Fair, I want a comment too!!! Love It!!!!