I’ve decided to let Max take over blogging for a bit. He clearly has a lot to say….
He prefers working on the “pew” (computer) in his jammies, if you haven’t noticed. And as you can see, sometimes all of this “blogging for the masses” is hard work. He’s feeling the pressure….


To be honest, I had some dark and dramatic things planned for this post. My angst about Max’s upcoming appointment with the allergist….my inner monologue about how this journey is not what we expected…..my sadness at having to see my little boy wake up from naps sobbing uncontrollably because he is hurting…..my frustration at not being able to fix things, having to spend our days at doctors appointments, begging them to take this as seriously as we do. But I got sidetracked, I guess. Sidetracked by all of the new, fun, hilarious things that Max has been up to lately…..
Like eating cereal out of Daddy’s bowl…..or talking to himself while half asleep/rolling around in bed (last night it was “Drill….screw….go!” because he had been watching Daddy fix things in his room). I love the squeal that he lets out when he’s only wearing a diaper and he throws himself on the bed and wiggles around in pure delight. It cracks me up that he has started grabbing his diaper and saying “poo-poo” and heading for the bathroom, even though he doesn’t have to go, and we are nowhere near ready to potty train. Or maybe we are 🙂 When he hurts himself he runs to me and says “Kiss” and then puts the injured place up to my face. Last night when I was trying to get him to go to sleep, he kept putting Louie (his HUGE stuffed dog) up to my mouth and saying “Oooooeeee (Louie)! Kiss, Kiss”. How do you not laugh??

Of course, having a toddler with eating issues means that pictures like this just melt me. Eating a PB+J while kicking back on the couch….like a big boy…