Monday, November 26, 2007
Max and Friends
He carefully arranged his friends around the edge of his pillow and declared it cool. He wanted me to take a picture of him all nestled in bed right then, but I refused. It was late, the camera was in the car, the flash would wash things out and I didn't feel like schlepping downstairs to dig it up and drag it upstairs to satisfy the whim of a six year old. Albeit a very cute and articulate six year old. So I put him off with the promise of taking a picture in the morning.
So of course at the crack of dawn I was awakened by a little voice asking me to take a picture.
I blearily told Max not now, but he was insistent. I had to threaten him with a time out before he would leave me alone.
A few hours later I took the promised picture and it was an indeed a very cute photo.