Mr. Post-it

Apparently, we're starving him. Max was so hungry he ate our grocery list this Saturday. I don't know how it happened but the grocery list on the post-it pad fell in his car seat and whaddya know I see a bunch of blue gunk in his mouth as we're walking into the grocery. A quick finger swipe revealed a bit of blue smush. I only got half because he quickly gulped. The post-its caught my eye the next moment. They were wedged in between his chubby little thigh and the carseat. DOH! Of course, he's fine even though I worried for about 2 hours.



Saturday and Sunday were both full of errands to get ready for our upcoming road trip. We don't really have a destination. We're driving north. We hope to see our friends Mike and Heidi in upstate NY and then maybe get up to Lake Placid. Perhaps we'll make it to Maine or Vermont. We'll bring the atlas, stop as we need and go with the flow. Max tried to eat our list again on Sunday. What's he got against the grocery list?



Is eating Cheerios a milestone? It sure gets a lot of press! We have started down the Cheerios path and I think there is no going back. He loves them! He actually likes his little banana puff things better but 2 oz. for $2.29 vs. 14 oz for $1.89. We'll take the big box please. (How do they get people to spend so much money on baby stuff?) Anyhow, it's hard to tell if he really likes eating them or if he is more interested in picking them up and getting them into his mouth. Either way, it's pretty fun to watch. He's improved his manual dexterity so much in just a couple of days.






Hangin' with Dad in the morning.


Got my ring!


Dan made Max a special helmet. The side view makes me laugh.


Cute as can be in my squirrel suit.