Current state of my sunroom.  Messy, sunny, warm enough to eat lunch in (and destroy, apparently!).  I couldn’t be happier.

A few Max-isms lately:

Sitting on the top step of the stairs:  I have told him he can’t go down any further, so he tosses his block down a few steps and says “whoopsie!  That’s a si-wee (silly) bwock!  I go get it!”

When he wants to play with something out of reach or not allowed: “want to hold it one second!”  

When he wakes up: “I have a good sweep (sleep)!”

If things are knocked over or not where he thinks they should be, he arranges them as he sees fit while narrating: “Pick back up.  Goes wight here.  That’s better.”

He likes to stuff his smallest penguin in a cup and say, “Poor wittle penguin.  Are you stuck wittle penguin?”