Hello everybody and Merry Christmas. It's been a while since our last post and we wanted to sneak one in before the New Year got underway. This past week, we were all away in Winnipeg for a holiday visit with family. I don't want to go on for pages and pages, but I'll still try to give you a good overview of the trip, organized by theme.
Travel days: This trip marked the 23rd, 24th and 25th flight segments for Max. If we had bought these tickets instead of mostly travelling on points, I wonder if he could have earned Air Canada Elite status… The flight to Winnipeg was interesting - plusses: it was a direct flight and we were in the front row so Max had a little more room to play; minuses: we were essentially flying in a cigar tube (as Holly likes to put it) so there were no TVs to help with distracting Max, and the attendant only came around once for drinks. However, Max went bananas with his pile of cups and ice cubes for longer than expected and eventually cashed out for the flight's final 30 minutes.
On the way back, we had to get up before 5 to catch our flight. Plusses: we got to ride to the airport in a limo (thanks Max's grandma!) with Max's aunt and uncle; the early wake-up and extended stay at Pearson knocked Max out for both flights; we were in business class for the Wpg-Tor leg; the ridiculous tail winds in Ontario made the flights shorter. Minuses: we were on the tarmac in Winnipeg for 30 minutes waiting for the ground crew to figure out how to shut the door on the plane (ice was jamming it up); our Tor-Ott flight was delayed by 70 minutes; there was no ground crew for the final flight so we sat freezing (in the front row again) waiting 30 minutes for one to arrive so that we could leave (why seat everybody with no ground crew? Why keep the *(#?% door open the whole time?). In any event, Max spent his time wisely at Pearson, walking at least a half-kilometre on a variety of movators:)
Family visits: Most of our time was spent with Max's grandma, aunt and uncle (the Winnipeg versions :):) and we had a good time. Max was spoiled with attention, babysat in order to let Holly and I out for a little shoppy shop, fed with more meat than ever before, and led around grandma's house on ultra shy cat hunts. Max also got to visit with his grandma's cousin and step-aunt in Winnipeg, and took another drive out to Whitemouth to visit with his great grandma.
As per the Winnipeg tradition, we spent Christmas Eve and Boxing Day with Max's Ukrainian side of the family. On the 24th, Max ploughed through all courses of a massive feast (kutya {puffed wheat, honey and poppy seed concoction}, borsch {beet soup}, fish, pyrohys {perogies, with full fat sour cream no less}, beans {Uncle Murray's special recipe}, holobtsi {cabbage rolls} and pidpenky {mushroom gravy}). For the first time, it was decided that there would be no follow-up turkey feast at midnight and everybody's waistlines were grateful. On the 26th, Max went on his first Teulon sleigh ride and befriended his second cousin's two dogs (impressive as they were both larger and more manic than Max).
Christmas Day: Max got spoiled in the third of what should be (in the end) five Christmases. While he got the hang of ripping things open and, at one point, started trying to open gifts that weren't his, he wasn't always into it and was easily distracted by toys and (duh) food. I figured this wouldn't be the first "OMG CHRISTMAS!!!" for him, but was impressed with his ripping skills and interest in his new loot. His new toys and clothes should keep him happily entertained and dressed for a while. Thank you so much to everybody who gave or will give Max treats for Christmas!! He will be churning out thank you letters as soon as he can write, but for now this will have to do:)
Bodybuilding: Max honed his core strength and climbing skills by pulling himself up on grandma's couches and low coffee-tables. Originally, we though that the primary danger involved in this activity was that he might plummet 1 foot to the ground and bump his head. As it turns out, we were wrong. Instead, the primary danger was that the first time we got home and put Max in his crib, he might use his newfound skills and lift himself over his crib railing and plummet 4 feet to the ground and bump his head. Which he did last night. I never though I'd be thankful for that disgusting carpet in his room, but I suppose I am. Max seems to be OK - 10 minutes of tears and an 11-hour sleep seem to have worked wonders. I'm a little frightened that the crib might soon be obsolete, but I'm also holding out hope that the pain involved with getting out once will prevent him from doing it twice. Max seems to have learned a lot from previous ouchies so I'm hoping the trend continues.
Karaoke: OK, this has nothing to do with Max, but his mom and dad got up to some serious Karaoke and Rock Band in Winnipeg - about 4 nights' worth, all told. Highlight performances include:
1) Both Sides Now [Joni Mitchell]
2) I Want You [Savage Garden]
3) Born to Run [Bruce Springsteen]
4) I Wanna Dance With Somebody [Whitney Houston]
5) Sabotage [Beastie Boys - not one of Max's faves]
6) Rush Rush [Paula Abdul]
7) Here I Go Again [Whitesnake]
8) She's Like the Wind [Patrick Swayze]
9) This Ain't a Scene, it's an Arms Race [Fall Out Boy]
10) Puff the Magic Dragon [Peter, Paul and Mary]
So look out if you go out for karaoke with us soon and these songs are on the playlist!
First blog contest alert: s/he who can most correctly guess who performed which song wins a virtual blog hug from both of us. Note: we each performed 5 of the above 10 songs. I look forward to your guesses (if you know us, you should do well)!!
As you can probably see, we had a great time in the 'Peg and thank everybody for the hospitality and good times. This is the first time since around Max's birth that I haven't had any upcoming trips planned, so I'm not sure when or where flight 26 will happen. Methinks we'll have to get a car and start tabulating road trips at some point...
Monday, December 29, 2008
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Max vs. Nature
There seems to be so much going on these crazy holidays days but I want to make sure that I write a quick post about two recent encounters that Max had with nature.
The first was in late November when our daycare provider had the day off. Auntie Laramie and I decided to take Max to the Museum of Nature for the afternoon. I hadn’t been the Museum in at least 15 years. We grew up in Centretown, where the Museum of Nature is located, so we visited this museum a lot as kids. I have fond memories of the mammal exhibits and the giant dinosaurs. Unfortunately, a large part of the Museum is not currently open because they are doing a major renovation (it is a stone building and it was actually sinking into the ground) so we didn’t visit the giant dinosaurs but there was plenty to see and do for the afternoon. I look forward to going back when the whole museum is open.
Max enjoyed running around the nearly empty museum and touching lots of stuff. We visited the bird and mammal sections. Max had fun playing in the kid-sized wild bird hospital and also in the mammal area with lots of places to hide and costumes to try on. Actually, he didn’t really like the costumes but we couldn’t resist.
As you can see from the photos, I think the big kids had just as much fun as Max.
Oh, giant polar bear. I too am scared of the effects of climate change on the polar ice cap.
Max really loved this duck.
Max enjoyed doing some dishes at the wild bird rehabilitation hospital.
Auntie, I have no idea what this educational game is for, but I love how things spin around!
No caption can improve upon this picture.
Look at this list of things I can eat in the forest! Yum!
Max’s second encounter was of the reptilian variety. One of the activities this month at our weekly Saturday playgroup was a visit from Ray’s Reptiles, a local reptile zoo that also does birthday parties and other events - http://www.raysreptiles.com. Max got up close and personal with a chameleon, a tarantula and a snake. The kids were totally amazing and not scared at all. Max definitely did not like the feeling of the snake – he reached out and touched it but did a pretty fast recoil when he felt the texture. I had the same reaction when I touched the snake. There were other animals too but Max’s attention span was not enough to last for the whole presentation. I was really impressed with the whole experience. The “Reptile Ranger” was great with the kids and it was really informative. If they are still operating a few years down the road, I would definitely consider them for a cool birthday party idea if Max is into reptiles.
I suppose there will be a time when Max will no longer fully trust us. Until then, let's make him touch snakes.
Ooh! Look! A chameleon!
The first was in late November when our daycare provider had the day off. Auntie Laramie and I decided to take Max to the Museum of Nature for the afternoon. I hadn’t been the Museum in at least 15 years. We grew up in Centretown, where the Museum of Nature is located, so we visited this museum a lot as kids. I have fond memories of the mammal exhibits and the giant dinosaurs. Unfortunately, a large part of the Museum is not currently open because they are doing a major renovation (it is a stone building and it was actually sinking into the ground) so we didn’t visit the giant dinosaurs but there was plenty to see and do for the afternoon. I look forward to going back when the whole museum is open.
Max enjoyed running around the nearly empty museum and touching lots of stuff. We visited the bird and mammal sections. Max had fun playing in the kid-sized wild bird hospital and also in the mammal area with lots of places to hide and costumes to try on. Actually, he didn’t really like the costumes but we couldn’t resist.
As you can see from the photos, I think the big kids had just as much fun as Max.
Max’s second encounter was of the reptilian variety. One of the activities this month at our weekly Saturday playgroup was a visit from Ray’s Reptiles, a local reptile zoo that also does birthday parties and other events - http://www.raysreptiles.com. Max got up close and personal with a chameleon, a tarantula and a snake. The kids were totally amazing and not scared at all. Max definitely did not like the feeling of the snake – he reached out and touched it but did a pretty fast recoil when he felt the texture. I had the same reaction when I touched the snake. There were other animals too but Max’s attention span was not enough to last for the whole presentation. I was really impressed with the whole experience. The “Reptile Ranger” was great with the kids and it was really informative. If they are still operating a few years down the road, I would definitely consider them for a cool birthday party idea if Max is into reptiles.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
A weekend of sick; random stuff
Last week was something else for Max. And for Holly. Which means it was pretty great for me too, I suppose. But let's start at the start...
Our last post was written on Monday of last week. I distinctly remember thinking before publishing it that I shouldn't put things like "Max is sleeping like a pro" in writing - I'd just be tempting fate. At about the same time, I heard Holly mention to someone on the phone that Max had been spoiling us with good sleep. Yeah, we were cruising... Sure enough, Max got up screaming multiple times on Monday night. Ugh. No sign of what caused the fuss...and on Tuesday, he was just fine.
Tuesday night: good sleep.
Wednesday night: screaming at 12:30. I went to get him and instantly noted that his room was pretty funky. Initial thought: time to clean the vaporizer out. Then I picked Max up and he was really wet. Gross. Then I put two and two together and resigned myself to turning on the lights to scope out what was going on. Sure enough, Max had vomited all over his bed. Yecch. This was a first (his second actual vomit too...the other being the Exorcist moment at the restaurant) and precipitated an immediate clothing change and a load of laundry. Then Max decided he was going to hang out with me for a couple of hours. Fun.
Thursday: back to normal.
Friday: I got a call midday from the daycare saying that Max was super-bloated and not too interested in eating. Seriously, two days in a row of normal baby would have been good. When I picked him up, he was in good spirits, but yeah - his normal firm beer belly had turned into a cushy stress-ball. So weird! No more throwing up, but the diapers sure were interesting for a couple of days. With all of the digestive quirks, we might have been able to guess what was going to happen next, but never did until it happened.
Max passed a morphed version of what he had on to his Mommy! Just in time for her to start her new job! Bleugh. So Sunday, Monday and Tuesday, Mommy was a bit of a mess and couldn't make it in to work. In related news, Holly's sister had the same thing and (hooray) so did the daycare provider. Which meant Daddy had to stay home on Monday to hang out with Max. We got to go to playgroup together for the first time, so that was cool. The rest of the day was OK too, although we had to be careful not to wake Mommy.
Then, just as Mommy got her legs under her again for her first day of work on Wednesday, the transit drivers in town decided to go on strike. This wouldn't have been a big deal if work was still at Tunney's Pasture, but now it's downtown. This meant that a little carpooling with Grandma was in order. We're still trying to sort out mornings under this new transitless regime, but at least everybody's 100% aga....OK, I'm so not finishing that sentence. No sense tempting fate again.
Now for that random stuff: this past weekend, we were all hanging out in the basement when a whistling sound came from an unexpected direction. I looked over and Max had a train whistle in his mouth (from Smith Falls's Chocolate, Railway and Music festival last year) and it was definitely him making the sound. Mark it in your calendars, Max has learned to blow out of his mouth. Ever since we first got in the pool at Dovercourt and the instructor ridiculously asked the parents to have their 7-month-old children blow bubbles in the water, I wondered how Max would ever figure out how to blow air out of his mouth. Well, it's still a mystery, but at least it's happened. Super cool.
Also, we've put a little Christmas tree up at our place. Max shows very little interest in general in the tree, but he has taken a couple of the larger ornaments off the lower branches. He does actually try to put them back on after the fact and succeeds if they're plush and can be skewered on the branches. The ones that hang, he just ends up dropping on the ground. We've really made an effort to limit the amount of breakable ornaments on the tree. Only one victim to date, so that's a good sign.
We'll keep you posted.
Our last post was written on Monday of last week. I distinctly remember thinking before publishing it that I shouldn't put things like "Max is sleeping like a pro" in writing - I'd just be tempting fate. At about the same time, I heard Holly mention to someone on the phone that Max had been spoiling us with good sleep. Yeah, we were cruising... Sure enough, Max got up screaming multiple times on Monday night. Ugh. No sign of what caused the fuss...and on Tuesday, he was just fine.
Tuesday night: good sleep.
Wednesday night: screaming at 12:30. I went to get him and instantly noted that his room was pretty funky. Initial thought: time to clean the vaporizer out. Then I picked Max up and he was really wet. Gross. Then I put two and two together and resigned myself to turning on the lights to scope out what was going on. Sure enough, Max had vomited all over his bed. Yecch. This was a first (his second actual vomit too...the other being the Exorcist moment at the restaurant) and precipitated an immediate clothing change and a load of laundry. Then Max decided he was going to hang out with me for a couple of hours. Fun.
Thursday: back to normal.
Friday: I got a call midday from the daycare saying that Max was super-bloated and not too interested in eating. Seriously, two days in a row of normal baby would have been good. When I picked him up, he was in good spirits, but yeah - his normal firm beer belly had turned into a cushy stress-ball. So weird! No more throwing up, but the diapers sure were interesting for a couple of days. With all of the digestive quirks, we might have been able to guess what was going to happen next, but never did until it happened.
Max passed a morphed version of what he had on to his Mommy! Just in time for her to start her new job! Bleugh. So Sunday, Monday and Tuesday, Mommy was a bit of a mess and couldn't make it in to work. In related news, Holly's sister had the same thing and (hooray) so did the daycare provider. Which meant Daddy had to stay home on Monday to hang out with Max. We got to go to playgroup together for the first time, so that was cool. The rest of the day was OK too, although we had to be careful not to wake Mommy.
Then, just as Mommy got her legs under her again for her first day of work on Wednesday, the transit drivers in town decided to go on strike. This wouldn't have been a big deal if work was still at Tunney's Pasture, but now it's downtown. This meant that a little carpooling with Grandma was in order. We're still trying to sort out mornings under this new transitless regime, but at least everybody's 100% aga....OK, I'm so not finishing that sentence. No sense tempting fate again.
Now for that random stuff: this past weekend, we were all hanging out in the basement when a whistling sound came from an unexpected direction. I looked over and Max had a train whistle in his mouth (from Smith Falls's Chocolate, Railway and Music festival last year) and it was definitely him making the sound. Mark it in your calendars, Max has learned to blow out of his mouth. Ever since we first got in the pool at Dovercourt and the instructor ridiculously asked the parents to have their 7-month-old children blow bubbles in the water, I wondered how Max would ever figure out how to blow air out of his mouth. Well, it's still a mystery, but at least it's happened. Super cool.
Also, we've put a little Christmas tree up at our place. Max shows very little interest in general in the tree, but he has taken a couple of the larger ornaments off the lower branches. He does actually try to put them back on after the fact and succeeds if they're plush and can be skewered on the branches. The ones that hang, he just ends up dropping on the ground. We've really made an effort to limit the amount of breakable ornaments on the tree. Only one victim to date, so that's a good sign.
We'll keep you posted.
Monday, December 1, 2008
New stuff
I feel like I have been too caught up in blogging about events and making sure there are a bunch of pictures on the blog and that a lot of personal moments and reflections are getting lost in the shuffle. So I'm hopefully going to remember enough of the little things that have popped into my mind over the past couple of weeks to pile it all into this post.
*Mobility. Max is really motoring these days. In fact, he started walking backward this past weekend. When Holly first saw it, she said that he was doing some strange moonwalk for about 20 seconds. It does kind of look that way - he looks forward in a very intense way and then kind of toddles backward a bit at a time. Very cute. He is also stomping / hopping back and forth from foot to foot when he's excited about something. He is also obsessed with climbing into boxes (like a diaper box, for example) with the aid of a wall, leg or whatever is around. Finally, and most frightening of all, he enjoys climbing on things. The case for our drill. Our kitchen step. He has even clearly considered tackling a step without using his hands. Uh-oh.
*Gesturing. A lot of things that I was (even very recently) wondering if Max was going to get around to doing all seem to be showing up at about the same time. About a month or so ago, he started gesturing when he wanted to be picked up (arms outstretched, hands opening and closing). A couple of weeks ago, I noticed that he started (occasionally) to point at things. Sometimes he just points at nothing, but it's still awesome to see. He also seems to know that when I'm pointing at something and telling him to look or go, that I am speaking about the direction in which I'm pointing.
*Signing. I guess Max's caregiver is doing some signing work with him during the day, because Holly and I gave up months ago. But this past weekend, I noticed that he signed "more" when I asked him if he wanted more food. Holly saw him ask for more Cheerios today by signing too. That blows my mind. Also, before dinnertime tonight, I asked Max if he wanted some food and signed "food" to him. He actually responded by putting his index finger on his mouth. The gesture was really tentative and I have no idea if he knew what he was doing, but it's a start. The next things I'm hoping to work on are "drink", "bath" and "encyclopaedia".
*Speaking. Max is babbling like mad these days. He is so talkative, yet not one of his utterances are in English. "no" is soooo close to a reality it hurts. He also seems to be getting pretty close to "mama"...it might be a dead heat in the end. I wonder if all of the gibberish he's saying means something to him. If so, he certainly is telling quite a story.
*Understanding. Max has done some crazy stuff lately that definitely shows that he's paying attention. It all started back in September, when he once picked up a pop can and put it up to his mouth. We weren't drinking a lot of pop back then, so I'm really not sure where he got that from. Then it was a beer can at a friend's house. Oops. Then, the socks about a week ago (caught in that video in an earlier post). Finally, Holly saw Max go into her purse the other day and grab some keys. Max has always liked playing with keys, but this time he wasn't playing around. Check this video out to see what he did without pause:
*Playtime. Max is also getting a lot more playful and loves playing with us. One of his favourite things these days is to play on couches. As in standing on the couch and then falling over onto the cushions. He really loves this. But the latest game we have gotten involved in is the "who can hold a serious face the longest game". I've tried to capture it on video here, but essentially what happens is Holly and I stare at him with a serious, stern face. He realizes what's happening and then chuckles at us. We laugh too and then resume the seriousness. Then, Max actually joins in and fires back his version of a serious face...which looks at bit Mick Jaggery. Everyone looks serious until, invariably, Max cracks (sometimes with an adorable chin quiver) and starts giggling. We all giggle. Repeat.
*Food. Max is almost off purees completely. We still give him two cubes of apple in his cereal every morning and about 2 cubes every night, but the rest of his sustenance comes in the form of finger foods, either prepared specially for him, or part of the meal that Holly and I are having anyway. He is essentially eating everything under the sun, except for shellfish (which we'll likely try him on soon), seeds and non-peanut nuts (a little more down the line), soy products (soon), and peanut products (way down the line). Also, his appetite is insatiable. I'm not going to hold back until the doctor says so (and also because so many of the calories he gets are good, unprocessed calories from fruits and vegetables), but he is getting a little pudgy. If only I could travel back in time by a year and tell all those who were concerned about his weight that he would be pudgy before long...
*Daycare. Max loves daycare. He loves his caregiver, his caremates and the playgroup they go to three times weekly. I still haven't had him running away from me as I pull up in the morning, but he certainly never cries anymore (except when I'm dressing him to go...but that doesn't count - that's just him hating mittens and snow gear in general). Holly and I are so grateful for our care situation!
*Sleep. Max is once again back on track. Due to a runny nose, we've got a vaporizer gurgling away in his room these days and I'm convinced the white noise makes things better. But the days of the ear infection and what I could have sworn was teething are definitely behind us (for now). There are still only 6 teeth, but I remember that teething stops and starts, so we may not be out of the woods on that just yet. Particularly if it's the eye teeth. We'll definitely be monitoring closely...
*Creativity. So Max has produced some artwork. I have no idea what it is, but he made it at playgroup about three weeks ago. I'll have to snap a picture so that you can all see it. Holly recently taped brown packing paper over our coffee table for Max to draw on, but he seemed more interested in introducing the markers to the couch. Holly's reflexes are good, though, so there isn't any graffiti quite yet. We'll try again with the table soon.
So this seems to be a heady time for Max developing new skills. At times like these, where I sit back and take stock of all the crazy new things Max has picked up in a matter of days, it boggles my mind and makes me really anxious to see what the next few days will bring!
*Mobility. Max is really motoring these days. In fact, he started walking backward this past weekend. When Holly first saw it, she said that he was doing some strange moonwalk for about 20 seconds. It does kind of look that way - he looks forward in a very intense way and then kind of toddles backward a bit at a time. Very cute. He is also stomping / hopping back and forth from foot to foot when he's excited about something. He is also obsessed with climbing into boxes (like a diaper box, for example) with the aid of a wall, leg or whatever is around. Finally, and most frightening of all, he enjoys climbing on things. The case for our drill. Our kitchen step. He has even clearly considered tackling a step without using his hands. Uh-oh.
*Gesturing. A lot of things that I was (even very recently) wondering if Max was going to get around to doing all seem to be showing up at about the same time. About a month or so ago, he started gesturing when he wanted to be picked up (arms outstretched, hands opening and closing). A couple of weeks ago, I noticed that he started (occasionally) to point at things. Sometimes he just points at nothing, but it's still awesome to see. He also seems to know that when I'm pointing at something and telling him to look or go, that I am speaking about the direction in which I'm pointing.
*Signing. I guess Max's caregiver is doing some signing work with him during the day, because Holly and I gave up months ago. But this past weekend, I noticed that he signed "more" when I asked him if he wanted more food. Holly saw him ask for more Cheerios today by signing too. That blows my mind. Also, before dinnertime tonight, I asked Max if he wanted some food and signed "food" to him. He actually responded by putting his index finger on his mouth. The gesture was really tentative and I have no idea if he knew what he was doing, but it's a start. The next things I'm hoping to work on are "drink", "bath" and "encyclopaedia".
*Speaking. Max is babbling like mad these days. He is so talkative, yet not one of his utterances are in English. "no" is soooo close to a reality it hurts. He also seems to be getting pretty close to "mama"...it might be a dead heat in the end. I wonder if all of the gibberish he's saying means something to him. If so, he certainly is telling quite a story.
*Understanding. Max has done some crazy stuff lately that definitely shows that he's paying attention. It all started back in September, when he once picked up a pop can and put it up to his mouth. We weren't drinking a lot of pop back then, so I'm really not sure where he got that from. Then it was a beer can at a friend's house. Oops. Then, the socks about a week ago (caught in that video in an earlier post). Finally, Holly saw Max go into her purse the other day and grab some keys. Max has always liked playing with keys, but this time he wasn't playing around. Check this video out to see what he did without pause:
*Playtime. Max is also getting a lot more playful and loves playing with us. One of his favourite things these days is to play on couches. As in standing on the couch and then falling over onto the cushions. He really loves this. But the latest game we have gotten involved in is the "who can hold a serious face the longest game". I've tried to capture it on video here, but essentially what happens is Holly and I stare at him with a serious, stern face. He realizes what's happening and then chuckles at us. We laugh too and then resume the seriousness. Then, Max actually joins in and fires back his version of a serious face...which looks at bit Mick Jaggery. Everyone looks serious until, invariably, Max cracks (sometimes with an adorable chin quiver) and starts giggling. We all giggle. Repeat.
*Food. Max is almost off purees completely. We still give him two cubes of apple in his cereal every morning and about 2 cubes every night, but the rest of his sustenance comes in the form of finger foods, either prepared specially for him, or part of the meal that Holly and I are having anyway. He is essentially eating everything under the sun, except for shellfish (which we'll likely try him on soon), seeds and non-peanut nuts (a little more down the line), soy products (soon), and peanut products (way down the line). Also, his appetite is insatiable. I'm not going to hold back until the doctor says so (and also because so many of the calories he gets are good, unprocessed calories from fruits and vegetables), but he is getting a little pudgy. If only I could travel back in time by a year and tell all those who were concerned about his weight that he would be pudgy before long...
*Daycare. Max loves daycare. He loves his caregiver, his caremates and the playgroup they go to three times weekly. I still haven't had him running away from me as I pull up in the morning, but he certainly never cries anymore (except when I'm dressing him to go...but that doesn't count - that's just him hating mittens and snow gear in general). Holly and I are so grateful for our care situation!
*Sleep. Max is once again back on track. Due to a runny nose, we've got a vaporizer gurgling away in his room these days and I'm convinced the white noise makes things better. But the days of the ear infection and what I could have sworn was teething are definitely behind us (for now). There are still only 6 teeth, but I remember that teething stops and starts, so we may not be out of the woods on that just yet. Particularly if it's the eye teeth. We'll definitely be monitoring closely...
*Creativity. So Max has produced some artwork. I have no idea what it is, but he made it at playgroup about three weeks ago. I'll have to snap a picture so that you can all see it. Holly recently taped brown packing paper over our coffee table for Max to draw on, but he seemed more interested in introducing the markers to the couch. Holly's reflexes are good, though, so there isn't any graffiti quite yet. We'll try again with the table soon.
So this seems to be a heady time for Max developing new skills. At times like these, where I sit back and take stock of all the crazy new things Max has picked up in a matter of days, it boggles my mind and makes me really anxious to see what the next few days will bring!
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