"Out out Max, five, deven, nine done"

I am in love with this picture! Max knows how to melt my heart!

Tasty letter "M" for Max.We lost his feet, it was amazing that he even had pants on though. Seriously, his pants seem to come off as soon as he wakes up.

Gavin always wants whatever Max is playing with, it doesn't matter what it is-he just knows it must be the best toy at the moment.It's a good thing Max doesn't mind, he just finds something else nearby, he's so content. Gavin has decided that he can be mommy too sometimes, he has been putting Max in time out lately. It is pretty funny to hear him. "Tay dorry Max wight now! okay?" and "Out out Max, five deven nine done, okay and tiss"( kiss). Max is pretty forgiving though. Thank goodness. They play so well together it is precious-I can only hope that it lasts.

You know you are a mommy when...

I left the house for a few errands and when I finally got home I quickly changed into my comfy sweats. When I was about to throw my jeans in the hamper I was like "what the crap?" oh no, I did not go out like this... The back of my pant legs were covered in snot! How disgusting. I can’t believe I didn’t notice...well I can. Things are so crazy with little ones the last thing I need to remember is to check my pant legs for evidence of my little shadow’s runny nose before I leave the house. Max IS constantly attached to my calves following me everywhere. I wonder how many times has this happened and I haven’t noticed? At least I am humoring some other mother along my way.

It wasn’t even a month ago when I had returned home one night to look in the mirror and see remnants of cookie slobber all down my right side. Or boogers on my skirt at church...Gavin has learned the fine art of nose picking (thank you uncle Jeremy).
I guess I should be grateful, it could be worse right? He never really had a spit up issue and I know that reflux can be yucky. "It’s just snot " was my husbands response. Someday he will do the honors of puking on me or some other disgusting mishap, that’s my luck as a mommy & germaphobe. Good thing most mom’s can relate as we are passing one another at the grocery store thinking," I bet that is macaroni and cheese with a hint of um... applesauce and maybe some green beans....... it brings out her ummm...eyes?"