4X4X4

So, I've been needing to post. I've been lazy, I will admit it. So, I was reading over on another blog, Jenneink, and she had posted a challenge called 4X4X4. This seemed like an easy way to get a post done and get to be lazy for a few more days.

The rules were this:
1. Go to where you keep your pictures and go to the 4th folder.
2. Go to the 4th picture in that folder and post it.
3. Explain the photo.
4. Tag 4 bloggers to do the challenge.

I'm totally ignoring the 4th part of the challenge because it takes a lot to get me to participate in stupid chain letter like things. But, I will totally participate in the first part of the challenge because I loved the photo it brought up:

This photo is FABULOUS and is a great representation of Lane's photographic style! The baby toes of course belong to Max and I blame the toes the for mess underneath too. That high chair is long gone and while I am thrilled to have that huge contraption out of my kitchen this photo makes me miss a little bit the days of babyhood. This photo is also great because it reminds me how far we have come. Max is soon to be two. Let me repeat that just because it is so monumental: MAX IS SOON TO BE TWO! Wow, how crazy is that. These cute little baby toes and the messes that they made turned our life upside down. I can't imagine what Max's big huge toddler feet will do to our world!

American Idol 2023

In honor of American Idol starting up last night, I thought I would introduce you to your future American Idol. The first video is shot in a much better perspective, but our little soprano realizes quickly that the camera is on. So, the next two were shot on the sly, which explains the ridiculous angle!

Potty Training 101

I dread the day I have to actually potty train Max. The other day I asked if he wanted to sit on the potty and I got a resounding NO and then he ran away. So, I don't think we are ready yet.

However, Max is starting to try and identify what is in his diaper.

"No poopies Mommy, pee pee".

Let's just say he isn't always accurate and I have learned to not take him at his word.

Happy New Year!

It is 2009. Wow! Even typing that makes me feel a little old. Max will be two in less than two months and is talking more than ever. In fact at lunch today, I asked him if he wanted to sit in the high chair. He promptly told me "No" and when asked again said "I said No". Crazy. Not even two and already with an attitude. It makes me smile.


Max L-O-V-E-D Christmas! He loved Christmas so much that when I took down the Christmas tree he actually cried he was so upset about it being over. He kept trying to take the ornaments out of the box and put them back on the tree. I will have to remember next year to do the removal of Christmas while Max is sleeping.


I hope everyone had a great start to 2009 and we wish you nothing but good health and happiness!

Merry Christmas (a few days early)

With the holidays quickly approaching and life in general speeding up and being busy, I know I won't get around to posting very much the new few weeks. So, I am going to go ahead and wish all of you a very merry Christmas and a blessed New Year. We are lucky to have so many people in our life who are wonderful friends and family. If you are reading this blog, you are probably one of the people we count in our blessings. Thank you for always remembering our little family and we wish you nothing but love and happiness during this joyous season and the New Year.

Love ~ Lane, Laura, and Max

Wild Thing

The name Max is a very literary name. It is in all sorts of children's books. We were inspired to use the name because of the book "Where the Wild Things Are" by Maurice Sendak, a book and author that both Lane and I love. We even decorated Max's room with illustrations from the book and the words "Let the Wild Rumpus Start" which is a direct quote from the book.

I'm starting to think maybe we knew exactly what type of child we were going to have. This is an illustration from the book. If you replace the dog, with a cat then you have a clear picture of what life has been like in the Nelson House lately.

Wild Rumpus, hmmmmm. Maybe that wasn't such a good thing to put on the wall.