Max caught pink eye last week. No fun. We went to the doctor, received a prescription for eye drops and Max was home from school for a day. The eye drops were NOT a hit with Max. It took both Brent and me to hold Max down to force in a drop into each eye, twice a day. He was crying and squirming and it was awful. We felt so bad for him! We tried to tell him that the medicine was necessary so that his eyes would get all better. Nothing made the experience any better. However, the 7th and last day for drops came. We told Max that it was time for eye medicine. He seemed okay with it, wanted to bring me the drops and said "it will make my eyes all better". He laid down in my lap and told daddy to go ahead with the drops. What happened? Our child surprises us every day!

Good Boy Chart

When Max woke up from his rather long (and much needed) nap yesterday, he said we needed to go for a ride in the car. He said we needed to go get new "light-mcqueen" race cars. I realized that for the prior two weekends, we have gone to Target so Max can pick out a small prize. This is all the result of his "good boy chart"! We stole the idea from our neighbors Khan and Mari who have a good boy chart for their son Kai. Eeach day that Kai is good, he gets a stamp or a sticker for his good boy chart. After having 7 good days, the 8th day results in a small prize. We started this a few weeks ago. The first week was a struggle. Max had melt downs and still wanted a sticker at the end of the day. Since then, he has had really good days! He knows and looks forward to choosing his sticker at the end of the day. Of course, he looks even more forward to the trip to Target to choose his prize. We are not talking about big gifts here - just $10 worth. Well, Max knew yesterday that he was on the day that had a "P" for prize listed and therefore he wanted to go to Target for his prize. Smart little guy! So, what is a mom to do? Head to Target, of course. Max choose a set of race cars from the "Cars" movie. "Lightning McQueen" (his favorite) was one of them.

What a milestone!

On Saturday evening, Max (completely on his own) went into the bathroom, moved his stool over to the sink, climbed up, got out his toothbrush and toothpaste and brushed his teeth. Amazing.

Max and Play-Doh

Visit by GiGi, PopPop and Nana

We had such a nice visit with GiGi, PopPop and Nana from Dallas towards the end of March. We took them to the board walk, enjoyed a picnic on the beach, dinner at Tyrolean Inn in Ben Lomond and ran through the sprinklers with Pop Pop in the back yard. Here are some pictures from our time together. The cool turtle shirt and shorts outfit pictured below is from Nana - thank you!

Lilly's turns 3!

We visited with the Soderstrom's in Half Moon Bay for Lilly's 3rd birthday. They even had a bouncy house! Lilly's baby sister Lucy is going on 3 months now. So cute. We stopped at the beach after the party so Max could play in the sand for a while. Below are some photos from our day. Max really liked the cake...

Just like my buddy Luke

At times when Max protests about something (anything) such as dressing himself or finishing his dinner or taking a bath, we remind him that his buddy Luke down the street is able to do it (whatever it is we are discussing at the moment) "all by himself". This morning when Brent asked Max to get dressed for school Max said; "I can do it all by myself - just like my buddy Luke".

My favorite weekend moments

I just love, love, love the moments on the weekends when Max crawls into our bed in the morning, demands to watch either Mickey Mouse, Rocket Ship (he means Little Einsteins which by the way is a very annoying show) or Dragon Tales (possibly more annoying than Little Einsteins) and snuggles up between us. A couple of minutes thereafter he usually demands "hot milk" (although we make him ask nicely before giving him any) and then he just lies there, watching TV, commenting and singing along, drinking his milk. I just stare at him. He is so beautiful. I love my child.

Good on waffles

On Sunday morning, we were having waffles for breakfast. Max pointed at his plate of waffles and said; "Daddy, I need some beer on my waffles". Beer?? I told Brent that Max definitely meant syrup! We laughed. The things kids say...