Max's Room in Our New House

So this post took a little longer than I had planned to get up because a big event happened at our house this past week. Someone decided that now would be a good time to take the crib front off Max's crib and turn it into a toddler bed. For some insane reason I also thought that sounded like a great idea and allowed someone who will remain nameless to proceed. After being woken up at 5:15 am and now 4:50 am for two consecutive days I'm less sure that our bright idea was really all that bright. However, we're working towards Max sleeping in his own big boy bed which is a big step in him becoming more independent. Although I guess I'm not really sure how much help a 16 month old needs in becoming independent. Max is quite sure he can do anything he wants.

Max's changing table/dresser. The rocking chair was a gift from my Aunt and Grandma W. And, yes, Max is checking out the diaper pail in this photo. Boys are yucky.

A little collection of tchokes given to Max. The photo in the frame was taken by the wonderful Gina Geigley when Max was 10 months old.

The infamous crib turned toddler bed.

How Max gets out of bed.


I took Max in for his second haircut yesterday. I was told (by my lovely mother) that he was starting to look like a girl. He had the sweetest little curls, but it's finally getting warm here and I decided he really did need a haircut. Plus Dave was pestering me about it. I guess he didn't want everyone thinking Max was a little girl either. But I say "CURLS". They were too cute.