The Talented Mr. Maxwell

Max's medicine arrived yesterday so no more fighting with the insurance company or getting growth hormone from the drug company for the next year!! He really wanted to play with the cooler that it's packed in but I compromised and gave him the cardboard box instead. Otherwise we would have Christmas in July for sure, with styrofoam snow everywhere. He decided that the best use for his box was to ride his Mater truck down the hall with the box on his head like a helmet, smashing into the walls because he couldn 't see. Mikey had gotten home early and took a nap before dinner. After dinner, he asked me what all the noise was about and I explained what was going on. He just shook his head. Max is also the same child that has figured out that he can use a popsicle stick to unlock doors in the house. He's a boy of rare talent. I have a feeling when he goes to school next year, they may be calling me alot.