Max: the big news in your life is that you are really, really into fire trucks.  It’s unclear exactly why: you can’t know it’s all about cool men fighting fires.  You really just know it’s a red truck and a siren.  But whatever it is that you think is going on it’s clear that you think it’s very, very interesting.
We live diagonally across from a fire house. Every time we walk out the door, you point in that direction. We often have to take you to see what’s going on.
You even know that if you get us to pick you up so you can see out the Eastern windows, that you can see one of the trucks that’s parked on the street.  You’ve been so into firetrucks that we took a gift Grandpa Richard bought for you a while ago out of the closet.  It’s a little wooden fire station with a fire truck (in the pictures) that’s technically for ages 4 and up but you seem ready for parts of it now.  Maybe Grandpa Richard saw this coming.
Your Papa Larry’s in town.  You’ve been having a lot of fun visiting.  He brought you a little plastic fire truck and a fireman’s hat.  You are having fun playing with the truck, and brought it with you on our walk.
Of course, nothing substitutes for your Monkey when you are tired.


You had a lot of fun and excitement this weekend. You went to the park with Papa Larry, Dad and Aunt Amy each morning (mommy slept in). Aunt Amy carried you in the baby carrier the whole way – she was very excited to have your company. Then today, Papa larry, Dad and I took you for a swim back at Teardrop Park.

You had your usual grand time playing in the water.  You have been so pooped at the end of the day that you’ve been going to bed a little earlier and sleeping a little later (yay!).  Your doggie Zulu chipped a tooth this weekend and is going to have it pulled tomorrow.  We are all worried for her, poor girl.

Max: you had quite the weekend.  First, you had your first haircut …

Let’s just say it went about as expected …

But you look great now

and you recovered quickly

especially with the help of a new toy and a balloon from the store nearby.

For more of Max’s eventful weekend, please continue on to the post below

After the haircut, it was on to lunch on the Upper East Side.

They still don’t know what hit them.

We offered to windex the windows but they are very polite.

For the last installment, please continue on…

Then later that day it was off for a visit to auntie Lexi and uncle’s grant’s.

Uncle Grant was at work – he missed all the fun.

You and Bowie enjoyed catching up.

You wreaked some havoc on their apartment.

You played with Uncle Grant’s new modem (don’t tell him).  And enjoyed the tv flickr, telephone and answering machine.  Auntie Lexi let you walk Bowie for a little bit.

And then it was back home.

On Sunday you woke up with a little cold.  You went off to the park and had a great time with dad, Aunt Amy, and Zulu.  By the time you got home, however, you had a full blown cold.  You spent the day sniffling and would not nap.  You are finally sleeping but I can hear you sniffling across the hall, poor baby.  Hope you feel better tomorrow.

On a last note, these are two unedited videos from last week.  You love playing with the toy train Jean bought you for your birthday.  It’s one of your favorites.

We’re back from Maine and we’ve had a very busy time settling back in and getting ready for work.  Max: you are really happy to be back among your toys and in the city with lots of cars.  Stay tuned for a more complete update in the next day or two – I’ll email you a heads up!