Really, is this possible, Baby Max is turning one tomorrow? I'm sitting here shaking my head, wondering how 365 days could have gone by so quickly.
From the beginning Max surprised and charmed us. From his early-ish arrival, to his easy as could be nursing, to his dear-God-colic, to his praise-God-the-colic's-over ... Max has shown his true spirit all along. He is quite the easy going little guy, until something doesn't quite go his way, like his attempts to ignore the laws of gravity, or his desire for Ben's prized train tracks. And then, when stopped by forces of nature, or the force that is his big brother, WOW, do we hear about it. But, thankfully, Max is resilient. He bounces back quickly after a set back, especially if a few hugs and kisses are administered.
He moved early and moves often. He seems to be saying "Uh-Oh" consistently and "banana" occasionally. If you say "Yeay" he claps. He knows that he is "So Big" and how to be found during a rousing game of peekaboo.
Mostly, though, he knows how to capture our hearts. He's truly an expert at that.
Max, we heart you. You are an amazing gift to our family.
