Here is Max reading us our mail...
I was talking to my Mom this morning and we decided he was a one year old stuck in a two year old body. With two year old mannerisms. And two year old tempers. I wish I could get one of his many temper tantrums on video. It can consist of banging his head against the floor, smacking himself (or you, depending on who is near) in the head, throwing his toys (including his big trucks), chasing after the toys he threw to throw them again...then coming to you for a cuddle.
When I was a little kid, my Dad said to me one day, "Juli, control your temper." Having 4 siblings hear that too meant I never heard the end of it. Ever. Now my kid has it. I was hoping he'd have Erik's (lack of a) temper. Nope. He's all me. Poor kid. Poor me. And waaaay Poor Erik.



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I like the pictures from this post and the previous one. He's such a cute little man with his toothy grin! Hope he's feeling better, poor thing. Also, hope the house hunting is going well. That will be exciting when you get to move into your own place!
It was more like;
CONTROL. YOUR. TEMPER.
Max is one funny kid.
Yay! Thanks for the update... lots of things going on over at your house. You're doing a great job Juli. I'm glad that you got to have both sides of the coin on SAHM and working moms. It's work no matter which one you do, right?! As for the temper thing, just tell Max that he's passionate. Yeah... his tantrums sound EPIC. :)
Just don't throw a fork at Max's leg if he tries to run away from you.
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