Saturday, December 17, 2011

Gingerbread cookies

I got the call that there would be gingerbread baking at Max's. I rushed right over.

When Marty & I got there, Quinn told us he had outgrown his nap.

We would never have guessed.

Quinn was working on his stand-up comic routine. He was very good.

Max had a great idea. Since Quinn does whatever Max does, he  thought he could lure Quinn into his crib by showing him what fun it was.

Kiss Glow-Worm night night!

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Max's Birthday!

"Crocodile cake," said Quinn. "It's a dinosaur." "Reptile cake," Quinn corrected himself.

Trampoline Arena was like visiting another planet with zero gravity! People were bouncing around so fast you could hardly see them.  I looked and looked for Max, but he was nowhere to be found.

I felt bad that Max hadn't been invited to his own party!  Where was he?
Quinn strapping on his gear. At least he's there.
Here's Quin and his daddy in the upper left hand corner.  They're doing a little bouncing around. But still -- no Max!
Max' very sweaty daddy.  He's been getting a work out.
I think Max is enjoying a tasty reptile.

Monday, December 5, 2011

Max the First Grader

Bethia and I drove to Max's school to have lunch with him.

The cafeteria was crowded and very noisy!

Max as usual was having a great time with his friends.

We went outside to eat. Max ate his his lunch backwards. He started with his Hershey's kiss, then he ate his fruit roll-up, then he had his applesauce, and then he ate some goldfish crackers, and by the time he came to his sandwich, he was full. Too bad!