Max seems to be right in the thick of the terrible two's. Not only are his tantrums a thing to be reckoned with, but now he's in his independent/discovery phase. Lately he's been scaling his crib to go creeping around the house in the middle of the night. Last week I could've sworn there was an alien invasion in our room but instead wake to find Max standing there with a maglite flashlight at 4am pointing it at me, the ceiling, the walls...get back in bed! Then last night in the tub, he started carrying on a conversation with his new BFF, his little winky dink. He looked it right in the eye and said, "wanna go see the monster? Yeah? Want some pasta?" Who is this kid??
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