Yo Ladies

...all the ladies.

(especially my G'mas)

Just thought you might want to know I bruised the scales at my 9 mo. check up weighing 17 lbs. I even jumped the charts from the lowly 5th right up to the 10th percentile.

Last week I slept through the night for the very first time. Mom sung a happy tune all day, which makes me wonder if there was a sliver of a correlation.

I'm crawling around in the forward range. My style's something else. You can check it out on the video below, but I'm warning ya, mom and dad sound down right ridiculous, especially mom, who has learned the hard way to zip her lips while videotaping!

From Max

See what I mean?!

The last pics. are of me and Owen. I've overheard Dad say it's too bad we're 4 years apart. There aint nothin' bad about our age difference. Ya see, Dad isn't home all day to witness Owen and I playing. We're so loud together, when mom's on the phone, her friends ask who is over visiting.

So here we are, showing off our mad football skills. Ya sure, mom might have busted me pulling a face mask or two, but like Great Grandpa Peterson used to say, "If ya didn't cheat, ya must not have wanted to win bad enough!"

From Max

......and I think that sounds like a mighty fine motto indeed. (wink, wink)

Love,

Mr. Max