Sunday, July 31, 2011


This entry is about nothing.
I have a lot of pictures to post but we just put the kids to bed and I'm completely deflated. I have nothing else to offer. I'm about to flop on a soft surface and stare at an inanimate object. Like the ceiling. I might think, I might not.
I'll write more....someday.....

Happy Max. Happy Wolf. They have Popsicles.

Max's Popsicle goes bye-bye. He is now mad mad mad max.

and he only gets furiouser and furiouser. Until he tumbles backward in a fit of sugar-rage. We all retreat to the other side of the room until he chills out.

1 comment:

  1. Poor Max, I can certainly relate to how he feels when the sugar is gone. Too bad I'm too old to react like that and look that adorable. Oh well,

    love you all