Batter Up!

Last weekend, Max went to his first baseball game. We went and saw the Memphis Redbirds play in Autozone Park with our church. We sat on the bluff, and at first he was not sure about the sloped grass, the loud announcers, the heat, and all the people. He about had a heart attack when I took him in the restroom to change his diaper. He came around, though, and I think he ended up liking it. We left before the fireworks, because it was already 10:00 and we were setting ourselves up for disaster with a sleepy baby and loud noises, but maybe by next year he will like them!

This is not going to work for me!

Okay, I'll give it a shot.

Crawling all over Daddy.

Those are what we call "husky" legs.

Our Dragon All Grown Up...Kinda

These pictures make me so happy, but I can't help but be a little nostalgic when I remember this picture. This dragon sure is growing!

yes. yes, you are.

Memorial Day 2011

Max's Room

Since Max is almost 9 months old, I thought it might be time to post some pictures of his nursery.
Here they are!

This is what was really going on while I was snapping pictures.

And this is how I put his picture back up on the wall until Mike informed me that our last name was not WcDonough. Oops.

A Day in the Life of an 8 Month Old

1. Try to get remote.

2. Try to pull laundry into crib when I should be sleeping.
(Gotta move the basket!)

3. Play with a balloon.

4. Think of something sneaky to do.

Repeat 57 times.