I come from a long line of really good cooks in my family. I always loved to be in the kitchen with my mom growing up and she blessed me with the gift her mother gave her and that is being a good cook. Max is always wanting to be in the kitchen and help. Rachel Ray is right. She always says "If you kids cook it, they will eat it." I have never found anything that Max didn't help cook that he wouldn't eat. It helps he isn't a picky eater either. Well on Wednesday night Max found some left over birthday candles and wanted a cake to put them in. So I looked through my beloved church cookbooks and found a simple recipe for a coffee cake and Max made it with a little help from mommy. I measured for him but he poured and stirred the ingredients, greased the pan, and poured the batter then put on the topping. He was so proud of himself. I don't know if I will ever have a girl so I hope to pass the cooking abilities on to my sons. As long as he wants to help, I will let him. I put some pictures in so you can see the fruits of his labor.
Max had started playing outside on his own some. This is a big step because he used to would not even go out on the porch by himself because danger might get him. Today he was outside playing with our dog Ranger. I had just changed Wesley's diaper and went to the sink to wash my hands. I looked out the window and he was sitting next to Ranger in the grass. Max looked like he was panting and thought he was pretending to be a dog. Well the dog proceeds to turn and start licking himself well Max turns around and starts trying to lick him behind. I wish I would have had the video camera on my. For several minutes he continued to copy the dogs actions. He is so funny sometimes!
We are still not completely potty trained but he is finally going number 2 on the potty some. Well I have been telling him for a couple weeks now when the current pack of pullups were gone, we would be done with the pullups. I found that he will go to the potty if he doesn't have one and we are somewhere away from home but once we were at home he would break out the pullup and use them. Yes, he undressed himself put the pullup on and clothes back on and then would go to the bathroom. Well tonight was the end of pullups. I was dreading it too because he still will wet in them at night sometimes. I was getting his pj's on him and when I told him to leave his underwear on we had a little bit of a freak out. He searched the entire house for a pullup because he didn't believe me when I said they were gone. Rex was out with his cousin so he puts a call into dad that says, "Daddy, this is serious! We are out of pullups! I can't go to bed without a pullup!" The kid cracks me up! We finally got him to bed but it wasn't easy.