Tasty

Tis the season for caramel apples and Max and I made our first ones. He ate 1/2 of his and then decided they were, "too sticky" and so I ate mine and the rest of his. Now I don't feel so good.

Costume choices

Halloween is almost here and Max can't decide if he wants to be Spider Man, a Power Ranger or a flower. I think it's pretty clear which direction he's headed towards.

The next Wayne Gretzky...

I admit, Wayne Gretzky is the only name I equate with ice and skating and it's only because my 6th grade teacher was in love with him, not because I follow the sport. But Max and I tore it up anyway at the Diamond Ice Arena where I spent the evening trying to make sure I didn't cut off his fingers w/my hockey skates. He tried to concentrate, but couldn't keep his eyes off the cute girls in their figure skating dresses practicing their toe loop jumps and bunny hops. We made it look good with me hanging on to one hand and the wall helping him with the other.