At Home with Papa

So Max's school called me on Thursday around 11:00 to tell me they thought he had pink eye...GREAT. So I went to pick him up and brought him home to spend the afternoon with his Papa, since Clint wasn't at work, yet, and I had just started my new job. Clint also stayed home with Max on Friday... Max learned how to say 'poo poo' (and does that honestly surprise anyone?), how to eat a whole apple (not in it's entirety, just whole), and they (um, Clint) built a 'fort' out of the many extra boxes we had around the house. Pictures, below. I didn't get a picture of the fort before Max destroyed it (in less than 24 hours)...but he had fun!

Poor red eyes...Clint said this actually looked good compared to what it looked like when he got up from his nap...but he is loving that apple!
Mmmm!
"Oh, Hi Mom...Um, nothing. I'm not doing anything..."
It's hard to see, now, but the long piece to the left was a tunnel, and the part Max is sitting in was actually on the top, where the big hole in the box is at the top of the picture. So, it was a long crawl tube with a spot where Max could stand and look out at the end. I could tell Clint had so much fun making it and showing Max how to use it. It just wasn't sturdy enough for him to climb on. Oh, well. There will be plenty more boxes!

Max's eye infection cleared up pretty quickly, so he'll be back at school tomorrow!