On Wednesday Max turned ONE! I wanted to make him a party hat, but it started looking like a dunce hat, so I gave up. This guy didn't have a cake to eat for reasons I can't explain and because he's going to have two cakes at his birthday party on Sunday. He's over sitting around and is crawling and pulling himself up all over the place. I didn't give him any of his presents because I'm a big fat loser and hadn't got them wrapped, but the good thing is that since he is only ONE, he doesn't give a flying hoot and will be just as happy to have them on Sunday. Max and I looked at the photo album of him when he was born, but he was mostly interested in trying to eat the pages. I was mostly interested in not crying. Neither one of us was very successful. He is one very silly, very happy baby boy.
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