Friday, April 11, 2008

Pete & Kelly's Visit

We went to the Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary again when Pete and Kelly, friends from Chicago, visited us last month.

Max talking to the Kangaroo


Pete and Kelly posing for their koala photo

I have a really cute (short) video of Max "feeding" the larakeets but I can't seem to upload it to the blog.  Let me know if you want me to email it to you.  I also have a long video (1min 4 sec) of a wombat digging a hole (seemed interesting at the time) but you'll have to pay us a visit to see that one.  Tempting lure?

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Two More Pics


Yoga with Daddy

Max often joins Tim during his yoga routines.  They also make regular morning trips to the weight room (Max: "way roo") where he mimics weight lifting.  Tim says that the ritual is, upon arrival in the weight room, they open the windows.  Next, Tim takes down the weights from the treadmill for Max.  Amongst other things like playing with the balancing ball and having Daddy lift him up to watch the cars going by, Max lifts the treadmill weights over his head while counting his reps ("two, three, two, three").


Washing Dishes

Max didn't really like the suds so he didn't do much washing.  Lots of pouring, stacking, and moving utensils in and out of the water.  

We have a child safety gate that blocks the kitchen from the rest of the apartment.  Unfortunately, Max has decided that he doesn't like to be stuck on the opposite side of the gate from Mommy, but he has not quite reached the age that he can help with much of the cooking.  I included him in making applesauce yesterday (he put the cut apples into a pot and he only took bites out of three slices) but that's all at this point.

Dinner with the other Max

We had Stef, Catherine, and Max over for dinner last weekend (we had yummy blackened salmon).  Max & Maxwell are just beginning to play together.  They chased each other around the apartment (it looked more like random running and laughing--neither knew who was chasing nor who was being chased).

Much to Catherine's chagrin, Max loved telling the story of how a bird pooped on Catherine's head.  Max's version goes something like this: says "Mommy" as he points to his head then makes a farting noise with his mouth.  I crack up every time he does it.  Sorry Catherine.  I know that it only encourages him.

Max & Maxwell playing with the "vintage" (read "old") garage


Max showing off his somersaulting skills