Mad Max

My nephew Max is so very cute. Okay, I admit…I’m biased. I love the way he just curls up in my arms and goes to sleep. And the little noises he makes when he’s stretching or waking up. My heart melted over and over again. I am always amazed at the miracle that is a baby.

If there were anything I could wish for right now, it would be a baby translator. Just what is Max thinking? Did he wonder who this new woman was? What are those things on her eyes? Does he wonder what Yogi & Peyton (the two weenie dogs) are? Did he like my singing? Does he recognize my voice? It must be so weird to be a baby and be taken by people you’ve barely met (your parents) to a place you’ve never been (the house) and hear all kinds of new things. Right now, I guess, all Max cares about is eating and sleeping. Growing up is hard work. :)

I wish I lived near him so I don't miss anything. It's so hard being the best Aunt in the world when you live in another state. He's too young to talk to on the phone and he can't read. I hope he doesn't forget me.