Thomas The Train PJs

I found these pajamas while shopping in Ross. Max was so excited that he tried to undress right there in the store. He would wear them for days if I let him (and I admit that I have.) He sobs and sobs and sobs when I take them off of him.

Christmas 2009

It was the first time that Max actually unwrapping anything and although he still doesn't understand it all, he certainly enjoyed his new things. We took it very slow and let him play with each thing until he was ready to move on.

After sleeping in, showering and eating we started with Max's stocking. He was still in his pajamas and fighting getting dressed and I knew he would be excited to put on his new train shirt. He was also asking for a bottle and so I wanted to get his new cup open. It has trucks and cars on it and I hoped that it would help him be more excited about drinking from his cup rather than the bottle. He likes pointing out the trucks on it.

Next came the animal train that I found when Max was only 9 or so months old and have just held onto until he was old enough for it. It plays songs, makes animal noises and moves. He was excited about all of the animals and likes to make the train go. There is a volume switch and an on/off switch which is great. The one thing I wish it had was a switch that allowed it to move without having to hear the same song over and over again.

He has a movie called The Blue Elephant so he was very excited about the elephant.

He loves fire engines and we couldn't resist this when we came across it.
(You can also see his new train shirt.)

The ladder moves up and down and rotates and it has push buttons with speakers and sirens.


James and I kept it simple for our gifts to each other. He gave me the Shannon Hale book Forest Born and I got him the first season of Life.

Daddy's Boots

9:00 Church

It was awesome! It has been years since I have gone to church in the morning and I have really been looking forward to the change. We got up at our normal time and had time to eat breakfast and get dressed. There wasn't time to dillydally, no need to wait around and not really even time to talk myself out of going (not that I do that on a regular basis.) Max watched the Fullmer Family Christmas DVD while I got ready. (Thanks Mike & Kate!) He came to find me while I was getting dressed to tell me that he saw Jesus and ask me to start it again. He didn't fuss at all about going to nursery and he did great through Sacrament meeting. I enjoyed RS and SS, especially because I read the Ensign this last week and the lessons focused on two of the talks from the magazine.

New Year's Eve Stitches

I hope you don't mind Kata but James told Max that he went and got himself a "Logan Mitt."

James and Maury were sitting at the table talking and I was walking dinner over to the table when we heard the crash. Max had tried to get his step ladder out by himself and fallen onto it. His finger was pinched inbetween the sides and his finger cut by the sharp edge of the slit inside.

There was a lot of blood and a lot of crying and we could tell it needed stitches. Maury put the food away while we were putting shoes and coats on and then we said a very hasty goodbye. (He was heading back to NY.) The bleeding had mostly stopped but I still had a cloth around Max's hand which I held onto for 2 hours so that he wouldn't touch or suck on it. He was actually quite cheerful as we waited and waited and waited. A group of firemen came in and saw him standing there with a bloody rag around his hand. They waved and gave him fire engine stickers which he was excited about. The doctor finally arrived and said it would need three stitches. It was really unpleasant to hold him down and watch as they cleaned, put shots in his little finger and stitched it. I was a little shocked by how rough the doctor was but realized the necessity and was grateful for his ability to unemotionally fix something that I couldn't fix by being gentle.




He slept through the night and this morning he has been very cheerful. He sat and watched his Goodnight Gorilla video and held still while I changed the bandage. It is his favorite video right now...his favorite bedtime story come to life.


Poop Footprints: He probably would have slept longer this morning except for the poop. It was everywhere; on everything; his bedding, his blanket, his puppy dog and all down his legs and onto his socks. I could see everywhere he had stepped because there were little poop footprints on the carpet. I was glad that he wasn't able to use both hands to get the door open so it was contained in his bedroom.