Friday, August 19, 2011
Funny boy
Max helps in the kitchen while I make dinner. He particularly likes to play with the oven mitts.
And in the morning, he sometimes feels like a caged animal when we keep him upstairs while one of us runs down to grab things.
Why do you get to play on the stairs while I have to stay over here?
And this one, which makes me say WHERE HAS MY BABY BOY GONE?!!!?