Oh How Proudly He Sang . . .

I just had to share this video with you. I am a lazy mama who rarely catches the really funny things that Max does on camera or video. I actually managed to get this one, and I think that you will laugh as hard as I did. We did not watch the Superbowl, but were checking our email on yahoo Sunday night and saw the story about Christina Aguliera messing up the national anthem. I just had to watch the infamous video of the whole thing, and Max was apparently impressed with her rendition. He then sat down at the piano and said that he was going to sing a "shong". This is the result, and I must say that he added his own pizazz to the performance! And since we're not exactly sure what the words are that he's singing, we can safely say that he didn't mess up the lyrics. Even if he did, he's just too cute! I think that even the harshest music critic can forgive such a lovable chunk of talent.

Being Max's Mom

I've been thinking alot lately about my journey so far as Max's mom. Just like other mothers, I started out loving him unconditionaly and willing to sacrifice anything to help him grow, learn, and be happy. The three years that I've been blessed with him have been at times joyful, difficult, agonizing, fun, sorrowful, and always full of surprise. I don't know why the Lord chose us to be his parents, but as always His infinite wisdom always guides us to the things that make us happy. Max has already surpassed many expectations that we had for him, and sometimes I think that his little stubborn spirit and uncanny ability to make people love him will get him through any trial. He is a special boy, with sparkling glad eyes that melt my heart in one minute, then in the next flash with rage and frustration. I cannot comprehend what his strong mind endures in that little brain of his. I have no doubt that every phase of his life will be interesting. I just hope that I'm up for it!!!!!

Why The Wiggles are Good For Hyper 3 Year Olds...

Last night, I think I might patent a new exercise regimen: Dance to the Wiggles with your Child. Don't steal my idea, or I will be very upset. Of course, you have to have a willing child to participate with you, otherwise you'll look a little psychotic doing the "cold spaghetti" by yourself. Max was in a dancing mood yesterday. So I popped our only Wiggles tape into the player (our DVD player having gone kaput), and it was 35 minutes of sheer madness. When Jack came in from outside, I don't know who looked funnier: me with my fat butt pretending to be a ballerina, or Max copying every move, even the finger poses at the end! I captured a bit to share with you from my cell phone, but Max's motions are all a blur. Hope this inspires you all to "do the monkey"!