Max's First Shiner

And I don't mean the beer. Take a look at what the boy managed to do to himself this morning:

Eye, meet window...ouch.

And I know this one really hurt because he howled for a while. Normally, when Max hurts himself, he might give one or two really good shouts, and then he's done. And only if it really hurt. I've seen him bust his lip open and only give about 3 really good yelps. But this time he cried pretty hard for a good while. Poor little guy...he inherited the genetic crossing of my 'grace' genes with Clint's...there's no hope for him.

And I finally uploaded the pictures from my camera from the birthday bonanza. See? All it took was a black eye.


A local brewery called Independence Brewing Co. does a free tour & sampling the first Satruday of every month. In April, it was also a fundraiser for a mixed-breed rescue in Austin. So...lots of doggies. This pup happened to belong to the brewery. Max was in heaven.


Max, eating his muffin at his school birthday party. Can't tell that the boy likes to eat, can you?

Out in Mason on his bday, brainwashing the kid early. He even got a couple of John Deere books for his birthday...

Max and Grandma found a butterfly.

Max likes cucumbers...

With his Great Grandpa Gene and Great Aunt Edith. You can't tell that Max came from this gene pool, can you?

Grandpa. Or is it Pawpaw? Mimi...? My vote is for Gramps.

Mimi and Gramps. We took about 50 and this is the best shot we got...Kids.

Max & Mimi.