Trying to take a picture of both kids is getting harder every day. Mostly because Max prefers to have the camera all to himself.

Max found this soccer ball and was about to try to throw it into the basketball goal that was directly over the dessert table...but we did stop him in time.
He was LOVING all the basketballs. Being the typical ball hoarder that he is...he would hold the ball until he saw another one loose, and then he would drop his ball to go claim the free one.
Max loves to answer the phone. We usually end up racing to the phone when it rings so that I can answer it before he picks it up....except for the call that came in on Friday. I saw that it was a telemarketer calling, so I watched Max run to our bedroom to answer the phone and decided not to stop him this time. Perhaps the telemarketer would take our number off their list after a few minutes of talking to Max. After about 15 seconds, I heard him start screaming. The poor guy climbed up on our bed to answer the phone and decided to go ahead and grab the super attractive and appealing bright light bulb on the lamp that had been on all day. He burned his finger! It appears to be only a 2nd degree burn, but at our follow-up visit tomorrow, we'll know for sure. The worst part of all is that no matter how hard we try to work the bandage around his thumb-he still can't quite get the thumb in his mouth...which is making for some long nights for him. Poor guy. It is so sad, but at least it is just one finger. It could be worse-two whole hands like his friend Cooper. Now, I really felt bad for him, and thank goodness, his hands are all healed now.





