What is Max up to these days?

Drooling. This guy is a slobber monster. We try to keep a spit rag handy at all times! Okay, so maybe not quite a monster... he's no Cooper.

Sleeping in his new crib! And getting changed on his new dresser (Mommy's back really appreciates that!).

Talking. He is a yakker!

Using his hands. He loves to grab things (rattles, clothes, Mommy's hair, bottles, etc). We were at Walgreens one day when I give him the weekly ad to play with. He loved crinkling and crumpling it up! I had to take it away from him when he started "scratching" up his face rubbing the crumpled paper on it.

Being a happy guy. He has his moments (like when he gets over-tired and has to have his binky held in and his head rubbed and be rocked and patted  all at the same time in order to calm down and go to sleep) but overall he just seems to enjoy looking at things and interacting with people and objects. Everything he grabs he brings to his mouth, but not everything makes it into his mouth. He also always seems to smile at the right times when we say something silly. ;) It's particularly fun to go see him in the morning or when he wakes up from a nap. He usually wakes up talking. When I go into his room to get him up his face lights up when he sees me and he smiles and squirms. It warms my heart.

Holding his head up and steady. He prefers sitting up or standing to laying on his back.

Laughing. He still doesn't laugh regularly, but when a giggle does slip out it's adorable. :)

Shopping. He enjoys looking at all the different things on the store shelves, the lights in the ceiling, and/or taking a nap in his stroller!

Jumping and bouncing. He particularly likes his jumper. His legs are long enough (barely!) to touch the floor so he actually gets it bouncing!

Using Skype to talk to people back in Utah. The last time we talked with Grandma Rigby he actually watched her face on the screen! Hi, Grandma!

Max weighs about 15 lbs and eats five 7 oz bottles a day.

He dressed as a mouse for Halloween.

Grandma Broadhead and Aunt Lindsey came to visit! Grandma introduced a now favorite game, Pony Boy. She bounced him on her knee and sang, "Pony boy, pony boy, won't you be my pony boy? Don't say no! Off we'll go, high across the ridge. Marry me, carry me, far across the prairie. Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, woah! My pony boy!"