Month 11, Day 18: Me llamo Max

Not Maxwell, Maximilian, Maxie, Maxim, Maximo, or Maximus. My name is just Max. But oh, my life is anything but "just." It's exciting all around the clock. Here is a 24-hour glimpse of the life of "just Max."

(News update: Tooth number seven poked through over the weekend. Thirteen more to go!)

11/21/09, 7.30pm: Trying on an early birthday gift from Mama and Papa Harr. It's in my favorite theme (Sock Monkeys!).


11/21/09, 8pm: Brushing my teeth like a good little boy. Grandma California would be so proud.



11/22/09, 7.00am: Reading the morning news during breakfast. Kind of depressing these days.


Ah, some good news at last! It's going to be sunny today.


11/22/09, 8am: Helping mom with the laundry fresh from the dryer. Are there any socks in here?

"Welcome to my hot tub!"

11/22/09, 12.30pm: This is what I call my "Naked Lunch" - nothing but a diaper and a bib.

The view from an unlucky spoon. I like to drop things from far above in my high chair to hear the sound it makes and test out my "Uh-oh's."

11/22/09, 6pm: Dad made me an awesome tunnel. It was our first "man-project" and totally rocks. Can't wait to have Leks and Stanley check it out.

Doing a test run on the way to the bath.

11/22/09, 9pm: I'm pooped. After a day like today, I like to sleep up against the sides of the crib and stick my piggies through the slats. I managed to kick off both socks tonight. Ah, socks. I like socks. And monkeys.