Bored Dad + Long Haired Baby + Scissors = Trouble

Poor Max got his first haircut Sunday night. I came home to Clint with a pair of scissors in one hand, and my baby in the other. It's not pretty. The pictures don't do it justice, but you will laugh with pity for the poor boy when you see him in person. At least he doesn't have to go to school...


Max's opinion of his new 'do.

A little uneven in the back.

The flash reflecting off his bald spot on top...

To All The Dads...

Happy Father's Day!

You know you're a Mom when...

your husband calls and the term of endearment that pops out of your mouth is "Booger."

Weekend Trip to the Country

Max and I went to visit my parents in Mason this weekend for their open house. Max took a cat nap with his 'uncle' Willy on Saturday.


He also met his Great-Grandpa (my Grandpa Larry). If Max turns out to have red hair, we'll know the culprit!


And this afternoon, just before we left, Max smiled and giggled (for the first time!) for his Grandpa as I was loading up the car. I heard him laugh as I came back in, and tried to get it on video for his dad (and, of course, his blog!).

The Dread Pirate Max

Among Clint's favorite things are pirates, so of course, he has decided that Max is a pirate.

Max wearing his friend, Ellaiden's hat at Sam & Kim's baby shower. Clint informed me that this picture is going on his desktop on the computer at work. (Image thanks to Jenny Margrave!)

Max in the Jolly Roger onesie I made him. A pirate's life for me!

Mommy & Max

Ingrid pointed out that there aren't any pictures of Max & me on the blog. This is for 2 reasons...one is that I am not very photogenic and, therefore, avoid posting pictures of myself when I have the choice, and (2), I am usually the one behind the camera. But I suppose I should post some pictures of the two of us...
Max & me in the hospital, just before we left. He is 3 days old.

After Max's first bath

About 2 weeks ago, before we set out for Max's first hike.

Coulda Been a Contenda

It's been a while since I've updated and that's because Max and I have been busy having a lot of fun playing. His little personality is really starting to come out. He smiles at his Dad and I all the time (though we have not been successful at capturing it on film-darn shutter speeds), along with numerous other expressions that are a constant amusement for Clint and me.

Max doesn't fail to let us know when he doesn't like something, but for the most part he is fairly laid back. He has also been doing quite a bit of 'talking' and now spends a lot of time playing on his playmat, swatting at and chatting with the little toys.