Though I don't have the imagery to prove it, Max has just sprouted tooth #3 on the bottom row. Proof may be found in the dark circles under my eyes and the ice packs I now wear...
TMI?
Anyway, numbers 4 & 5 (top middle) look to be near arrival and I quite dread the day.
Other nuggets of Max/Umbehr familia information:
Max is allergic to Cheetos. I accept all forms of criticism that will accompany this. I gave him one in a moment of desperation for a bit of quiet. He blew up again like a...well...blow fish.
Points towards winning Mother-of-the-Year = -2
Max can play peek-a-boo. I've got a video that I'll upload on one of my on-top-of-it days. He really gets into it.
And now since I have nothing else to share (patetico) and Max is about to crawl off the bed I will bid you adieu.
Off to find some skiis to get through this rough terrain.
Bahaha...You are not the worst mother ever! Maybe the most hilarious...oh man when I finally have kids we'll have so many great laughs together :) Can't wait! Love you and miss you!
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