Slappy Has Breakfast And Dinner

Her own bowl of Cheerios eaten by her own spoon.

Her own green beans dipped in the sauce of her own choosing.

Madd Max Has A Suburban Picnic

Complete with hand packed lunch by Subway.

Hey - they serve apple slices now.

Madd Max Grows Their Wall

What originally began as a wall of 4 cohorts a little over a year and a half ago (see here) has now grown into a full fledged posse. Starting from top left to right - Ellie aka ELF, Gwen Wren aka Cuz, Lucia aka Lady Friend, Maya aka BFF, Emma aka Holy Mongous, Andre aka Smooth Andre, Edith aka Edi Lou, Mateo aka Possible Betrothed, Lilly aka Princess, Greta and Henry aka the Dancing Queen and Red, Elizabeth aka Elizabeth, and Aiden aka the HumVee.

The Scrapper Has A Trojan Helmet

Or a fish hat. Maddie loves to wear her dinosaur hat around the house, and kept insisting that Max should wear his. After the 5th attempt to jam it onto his head, Mom helped out. Maddie was right; it makes a smooth fashion statement.

Madd Max Gets Checked Up

At today's visit to the pediatrician, Maddie cried when Max was given his vaccinations along with her own. And here are their stats (Maddie is almost 19 months, and Max is almost 3 months).
Maddie -
Height: 33" (75th percentile)
Weight: 24lbs. 10oz. (50th percentile)
Head Circumference: 18 5/8cm (55th percentile)
Max -
Height: 23 1/2"(25th percentile)
Weight: 11lbs. 11oz. (20th percentile)
Head Circumference: 16cm (25th percentile)

Jess feared a tough day after the doctor visit and Maddie's first day without a nap, but things took a positive turn when they headed to ELF's for dinner. Maddie was so excited to see her, she attempted to scale her crib as ELF woke up from her nap.

Slappy Has Total Recall

Maddie is now at a point where she is remembering places, events and people, and is able to communicate that to us. She now says, and points out in pictures, "Dada" and "Ellie." She also recognizes the homes of some close friends. As we entered ELF's house, Maddie immediately wiggled out of Mom's arms and ran to one of ELF's toy stashes to pull out a favorite book.

Madd Max Has A Witching Hour

It's not 5pm. That's when little girls still have many, many things to accomplish.Nor is it 6pm. That is the ideal time for eating a home cooked meal at John and Erin's with friends.

Yes, you guessed it. It's 7pm. When the meal is winding down, plates are empty, and babies begin to tire, the witching hour begins. The Kender-Page excuse themselves into the house, and as friends occasionally come in, perhaps for a drink or a napkin, they leave, maybe slightly horrified, and amazed. It is possible that 2 things so small can create such loud and demanding noise.