In between big trips

After returning from Orlando, we had a week or so to chill out and get our heads on straight before heading out to Winnipeg. Lots of little adventures happened over the course of this week, starting with a couple of birthdays, moving on to the Ottawa Buskers Festival and then ending with some visiting time with Uncle Murray and a bunch of our friends. Max had a whirlwind week alright. Here are some pictures and commentary.

Our week at home started with a warm greeting at the Ottawa airport...


Yes, she's standing on his head. They proceeded to juggle. Max, sadly, was asleep for this act, but caught some other juggling and sword-swallowing at the Ottawa Buskers Festival.


Max learned to get into his toy chest (check out the awesome hand-painted Noah's Ark scene on the front, courtesy of the multitalented Great Auntie J). Looks like all of that drawer and cabinet opening he did in Orlando means that we will have to redouble our babyproofing efforts.


Daddy with Max at his first pool party. Max's, not Daddy's.


Max continued to experience teething pains after Orlando. After trying teething toys, popsicles and frozen facecloths, a friend's mum (thanks CoCo!) suggested dill pickles. It probably is...for a baby's first tooth. Max managed to use his preexisting bottom teeth to tear into the pickle pretty quickly :)


Cute outfits are the best thing ever. This one makes me think of Tanuki.


At the cottage, Max had the opportunity to hang out on the dock with his elders.


After Daddy went off to Montreal for a day to see Radiohead, he brought back Max's uncle for a few days of good visits.


We should have pieced it together, but with being a 25th percentile baby comes a marvelous little pot belly. Cookie Monster chuckles at Max's newfound rotundness while gobbling all you can eat sushi with Is.


We don't do a lot of brunches. Seriously. But this one weekend, we did a few. Max made some friends at one of them :)