Showing posts with label Max. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Max. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

MAX

Max has been walking around with this straw.  He blows in it and it makes a whistle sound.  He also loves bringing me shoes (or shoe) to put on his feet.


He loves putting on hats.  Our little cowboy!

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Bubbles

My little bubble maker.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

OH Maxwell

Any time the fridge is open, he will bolt to it.  The other day he picked up an egg and squeezed the life out of it (well I guess the life was already gone) :)



He WILL NOT let you feed him. He has to do it himself.  Oh, how we love oatmeal.




Thursday, March 1, 2012

Tubes in Max's ears

Just the sight of a nurse in scrubs turns Maxwell in to a screaming baby.  Fighting every little poke and even voice of these sweet nurses.  He was a mess.  He wanted nothing to do with these medical people.  He has been in the doctors office so many times, he knows what to expect.  (He sure does look cute with his sad face and hospital outfit.)
Pre-operation. They had these cute cars he got to play with while he was waiting to have the  tubes put in. Barry just pushed him around the hospital until it was time for him to go in.


Our little guy being pushed away to his appointment with the cotton candy gas mask.  Cute and sad ( because we couldn't be with him).

All done.  He had to drink a whole sippy cup of water before we could take him home.  He was a trooper, and did great!  We are so grateful for modern medicine and doctors!

Tuesday, November 8, 2011