** FIRST NEWS ALERT **
May 4: First roll from back to stomach.
May 5: First day in daycare.
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The day that Mom dreaded had finally arrived... Max's first stint in daycare. She dressed him for the occasion (a onesie emblazoned with "little tough guy" as a psychological boost, probably more for her than him) and sent him on his way with Daddy a little after 8.30 am.
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"Did someone say DAYCARE?!"
Lookin' good for the ladies...
"As long as I have my thumb, I'll be okay."
Daycare emailed Mom and Dad a picture of Max sleeping, for which Mom (who was working at home, trying to keep distracted with student-level databases and IES reports) was eternally grateful. Dad checked up on the little guy around lunchtime and found him alive and well (although sans pants).
Lookin' good for the ladies...
"As long as I have my thumb, I'll be okay."
Daycare emailed Mom and Dad a picture of Max sleeping, for which Mom (who was working at home, trying to keep distracted with student-level databases and IES reports) was eternally grateful. Dad checked up on the little guy around lunchtime and found him alive and well (although sans pants).
Max seemed to enjoy his time in the bouncy contraption (photos courtesy of the daycare). Mom hopes that studies showing delays in walking for kids who spend considerable time in these devices don't hold true for Mighty Max! 
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