During the past month or so, Max has changed so much. All of a sudden he seems older to me. He is talking more and more and making little sentences. Most people can't understand him, but I can...most of the time. He has such a little personality and loves to laugh and to make us laugh.
Last night, when I put him to bed, he went down quietly. I went into Ellie's room to read her bedtime stories with her when we heard him start talking. In his bed, he had his blanket, a stuffed animal (ok, its a Dora doll), a toy phone and a little ball. I'm not sure what he was playing with, but he was cracking himself up. He was laughing and having a good time. After a while, he started calling for me and then he cried for a minute and then silence. He fell asleep. I went in there to check on him and he was sound asleep just like I left him. Covered with a blanket, tush in the air and hugging his blankie in one arm and Dora in the other.
This morning when he woke up, he called for me. "Mommy!" He kept repeating it over and over. I went in there and he was standing in his crib wearing nothing but a smile. His shirt, pants, and diaper were in a pile on the floor! Upon seeing my startled reaction, he busted out laughing!
Like I said, he's getting quite the little personality!