So I didn't get any pictures of Max head butting my cousin James in the rear. Or Max doing flips on Uncle Mike's big recliner. Or Max attacking Cammon and almost choking him to death. Or Max chasing the little dog around the house. Or Max attacking cousin Sean. Or Max choking on broccolli. (Max had a cousin sleepover with Parker last night, and didn't get much sleep. He's basically been bouncing off the walls)
But I did get a picture of Max in Sean's motorcycle helmet. And he's doing the John Travolta no less.
He looks really serious about it, doesn't he?
When he got done with the helmet the visor was just one big sticky fingerprint.
I also got a picture of little nephew Scooter being afraid of my big scary lens.
He likes to let me suck his thumb sometimes. It's very comforting.
I captured little cousin Izzy (my cousin Erin's little girl) playing with cars. She's so cute.
I didn't get any pictures of her begging cake from me, but she did and I enjoyed it.
I'm going to leave out the photo of Charlotte chewing, just to be nice. But I have to say I like it.
Some more of what I got:
My Aunt Keven with sons Sean & James. Visiting from Texas.
Dinnertime. Yummy food.
A cute baby. (Erin's other daughter Elizabeth!)
That's the story. Now Max is in bed. Thank goodness. And I'm not far from there myself. I'm not doing too well with the two hour time difference. It's wearing me out!
