Breakfast/ updates to the Maxicon

So sorry dear readers, where has the time gone?!

Well, I'll retrieve the camera from the babysitter tonight. And by the weekend we will all have our fill of new antics and hijinks.

But till then, here are the latest entries to the Maxicon:

awuhwoo -- a term of affection

this -- anything that you have, that he wants

wassis -- anything needing identification

byepahla -- parting words for Paula

gaday -- the boy is bilingual!

I'll think of more...

Where's Waldo -- Max edition

Can you find Max in these pictures?

Moving on up to the East Side

The Malloys have new digs! We have found a beautiful little pre-war cottage in East Nashville, and we are in the process of making the little house a home. More dispatches to follow.

Roseola

Max got a bug. I think it's from trying to eat the handles of the supermarket cart. Roseola, aka 6th disease, made Max miserable for the greater part of last week. It came on with a worrisome fever and an occasional runny nose. Apparently he had a killer headache too, which manifested in hysterical screaming from 1:50-4:20 Sunday morning. Well if you had a monster migraine, and your mother didn't understand your language, wouldn't you scream too? Then when the fever came down, a rash broke out from his neck to his navel. And he wouldn't eat much, so that's when I knew things were really askew in Malloypolis. Because Max, like his mother, has a very healthy appetite. Poor kid. He's all better now.

Anyway, I'll put some pictures up soon.