Here's Max eating bran flakes on his birthday. The milk is pink because in my house growing up the "birthday cow" would come in the morning of a kid's birthday and bring colored milk. Cool, right?
We went to Burgers Supreme for dinner on Max's birthday--his special request. Here he is eating the teeny weeny ice cream cone that they give to kids. He loves them.
Hanging out in the studio with Grandpa:
(My mom took these two photos, thanks mom)
Max has really been enjoying the studio. He's been playing the drums and the piano a lot and my dad unearthed our little old keyboard for him to play with. It has all kind of drum loops and rhythms and he loves it. He disappears out there whenever we let him.
To be continued.......
4 comments:
Your trip looks like its been so much fun! I loved the Star Wars photo shoot. You are such an awesome mom!
Looks like fun but Sultan and I are ready for you to come home. we might even clean up a little, maybe.
Ginna is just now vacuuming my living room as I read her blog. Yes. I should want her to go home and clean her own house? Ha. Don't think so.
Wow! Seeing your dad's studio brings back some memories! Like when our jazz band went and recorded there. You wouldn't happen to still have any copies of that would you? BTW, I always thought the birthday cow was a cute idea. I was completely jealous that he (or she) never came and left me colored milk...:(
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