The awakening

Max (left) and The Godfather (right).

Oh, c*#p. Now what do we do?

It seemed like only yesterday when Max would be happy if we only changed his diaper and fed him. (In fact, it was three days ago). Unmistakably, however, Max is increasingly alert and requires much more attention.

Alert Max (left) with shocked father (right).

I'd try to find a better photo of myself, but I've pretty much given up. Pictures of me in a couple weeks will show about 4,200 wrinkles and piles of gray hair falling on my shoulder.

In a seemingly unrelated story, Walter and Kace came to visit us with their 4-month-old, Louisa, and were treated to excellent Romanian food from Delia's mom and dad - schnitzel, salad with dill, and chicken-dumpling soup.


Max is innocently sleeping with Kace in this photo. Note the ease in which she holds him. Max is light as a feather to Kace, because she is used to Louisa. Louisa, besides being 4 months older than Max, is also in the 99th percentile in both height and weight. She now weighs twice as much as Max and is extremely strong and alert. Soon, Max will meet her.

Rest up, Max. Rest up. For you know not what you will soon face.
BWAAAH HAAAH HAAAH HAAAH HAAAH!!!!!!!


To be continued.......