Max's First Christmas Tree

So we have begun our first holiday season as a family of three (three humans . . . Edgar cat was looking at me reproachfully). We spent thanksgiving with various relatives, eating Mexican food and discussing the infinite cuteness of our son. It doesn't sound like that should take an entire day, but you've seen the pictures, so you know that there's a lot of cuteness to cover.

This first picture is of Max and his mama on Thanksgiving Day. Max likes to eat fingers. He can clamp down surprisingly hard and painfully, for a man with no teeth. (Editors note...Chelsa knows this for a fact...from personal experience)


We are hoping to arrange a marriage between Max and young Julia, seen here with her mom to the left. This was their first dinner date. They both ordered the bottle of milk, and seemed to enjoy themselves.

We made Max go with us to pick out the Christmas tree, in spite of his almost total indifference to Christmas or decorative trees. He was somewhat reluctant to leave his warm house, and to abandon his breastfeeding/being adorable plan for the day. He was a pretty good sport for the festivities, however.

(Editors Note:This post was written by Chelsa this time...not Ian...let's encourage Chelsa to post more, as she has the english degree and can use correct grammar and such)

Max Being Cute Yet Again

Okay, so these are some pictures Chelsa took yesterday whilst I toiled in mattress land.

Behold:

Okay, so this is Max in between sleeping and getting tasty milk.
This is Max with new grey shirt and matching overalls. Couture by baby gap.
Just look at the sincerity here. He can already fake sincerity at a fifth grade level!
This is a new skill Max is exploring. Thats right...on rare occasions Max smiles. Now you have to admit it's pretty cool.



I have the day off tomorrow...and Max has a doctor's appointment...for a shot! Chelsa is a little worried about it...but I do not question my son's toughness. Then it's an evening with the Lindsays...see blog link to the side. Then one day of work...then sweet sweet thanksgiving. More tomorrow.

Ian (Dad)

Max at the Store

Okay, you have waited. You have checked the page twice a day. You have written me emails demanding new pictures. The wait has been worth it.

So stuff this week. We had a new roof put on our little duplex. There was some Tar. Chelsa found the sound of the roofing and the smell of the tar to be annoying, so she came and visited me at work. So I thought to myself "Does Max like premium bedding?". Turns out that yes, yes he does. And I have proof!

Okay, so this first one is a Chatham and Wells. Handmade, with fabric from Belgium...msrp $6999.95. And yes, it is to Max's liking. But you don't have to take my word for it...

See, look how peaceful. Yes, only the finest cashmere will do for Max's refined taste. Fine mattresses and delicious breast milk make the world go round.

Of course Max is a fan of the Swedish Adjustable Deluxe Tempurpedic mattress. And he really should like it...it retails for $6399.99.

And the best for last. When you deserve the best, what can possibly beat the comfort of the "Winnie the Pooh" brand baby carseat? The question is of course, rhetorical. Ask about King Size!



So I hope that was worth waiting for. The roofers are now gone, and Chelsa can be happy at home again. Now its time to get ready for Thanksgiving...the tastiest holiday. Until next time...

Ian

Max petting Cat

Man, I don't post nearly as much as should. But this was just too cute. Anyway, life is good. Max is sleeping over five hours at a time now (how cool is that), and I have a real day off tomorrow. Well, we have a wedding to go to, but other then that the day is mine. Imagine, a morning with just my wife, my son, and my Italian espresso maker. What could be better? I can't even wait. Plus, Thanksgiving, the best holiday, is coming. Man I love that day. The feeding, the sharing alcohol with family.

Plus Christmas after that. I will have a kid to give cool presents to! Anyway that's the haps these days. I will do my best to keep everyone more informed.