Max is still not feeling his best, but no one can tell he is sick, considering he is bouncing around and squealing in delight at birds, balls, cars and cows. The snot hanging from his nostrils and his hack attack is a clear indication, however. He has three weeks (but seriously speaking, till this weekend!) to get better. Off to start the chicken soup and rub the baby down with more VICKS!
|Max and I at the SDSU game and Sky Show. As soon as the fireworks started, he was OUT, thanks to the ear protectors!|