One year stats for Max!

Owen at six months: height=29 inches, weight=22 pounds
Max at one year: height=29.75 inches, weight=22 pounds 6 ounces!

Max is 1!!

We can't believe our baby is already a year old. Time sure has flown by! Max is developing quite the personality. He has become quite the little ham, turning to pose for pictures now, where before I had a hard time getting his face in a photo because he would always smile than shy away turning his head down toward the ground. He constantly has a twinkle in his eye like he is plotting something. And he just loves his older brother even when he he being tormented by him!

He enjoyed his birthday week. On his birthday, Grandma Sue and I took him to get his first year pictures taken. He was quite the ham for this photoshoot. All smiles for every pose the photographer created. It made it quite difficult to decide which pictures to order, therefore, it turned out to be a little more expensive than I planned, oh well, he's only one once, right!? That evening, he celebrated with Grandma Sue and Papa Dan with a cupcake and some gifts from family.

Grandma Debbie and Papa Steve arrived the day after his birthday and we celebrated again on Saturday with a party! The usual vegas family members were here, as well as, Grandma Debbie and Papa Steve. This time Max got his first cake, he was neater than most babies on their first birthday, but he did enjoy it!

Next week, we will take him to his one year check up and see what his stats are, although, he is significantly smaller than his brother was at one year!

Happy 1st Birthday, Maxwell Turner!

The Biggest Kid

For Christmas Owen received a starter train set. This particular train set is called GeoTrax and it is run with a remote control. You can build different track routes for the train and can be very entertaining for both adults and children.

For his birthday, he received extra pieces to make the train track routes bigger and better with hills and tunnels, ect. On Owen's birthday, Gavin spent quite a bit of time setting up the train track with all the new pieces. When Gavin finally got done putting the train track together. He wanted to give it a test run with remote. Owen, however, was content with just pushing the train by hand.

Gavin and Owen argued for a few minutes about whether or not to turn on the train with the remote and watch it go around. Owen was stubbornly saying no, and Gavin was persistently trying to persuade him. Finally, the arguing stopped when the biggest kid said, "fine, I'll just play with it when you go to bed!"

Later, after Owen had been tucked into bed and I was sitting in Max's room putting him to bed, I hear "tooot tooot," from downstairs.

Mischief Maker Max

Max is becoming quite the character. He was so proud of himself for figuring out that the seatbelt on the big boy highchair wasn't actually holding him in and he could climb onto the table. A few day later, we got the baby seat back out!

Dr. Owen

Dr. Owen was giving me a check-up the other morning. I was laying on the floor dramatically crying awaiting my shot. Owen of course thought this was funny and kept telling me to cry more. Then he announced to Grandma, "Mommy is crying, Mommy wants her Gavin!"

Max

Well, Max is finally active enough to start having his own cute/funny stories! I was lucky enough to stay home with my kids for a couple hours on Thursday morning, because my sitter had to attend a parent breakfast at her son's school. The boys loved the extra play time at home. Max was everywhere that morning, I was using this extra time to catch up on some housecleaning and while doing so I was having a hard time keeping up with Max, one second he was by his toy drawer, the next he was in the closet where all the other toys are housed, then he would be at my feet, or taking straws out of the dishwasher. I swear he did not stay in one spot for more than a minute.

This morning I had to wake him up, when I turned on his lamp in his room he instantly got to the crawling position and started rocking back and forth, like, "ok, I'm ready to go!"

He is ready to start giving his big brother a run for his money!

Probably too Much Information!

Last night, Gavin and I were trying to organize our paperwork to get our taxes done, while Owen was performing his usual shinanigans upstairs instead of actually going to sleep. We heard him in the bathroom, but didn't bother to check on him because well we were busy and usually checking on him starts the whole going to bed process over again! When we finally did head up to bed we noticed that Owen's bathroom light was on. When I peeked in to turn off the light his duck toothbrush holder and little duckie stuffed animal sitting on the closed toliet caught my eye. When I went in to put them back on the sink I discovered a poopy smear on the top of the toliet, then I spotted the dirty underwear and PJ bottoms on the floor. I was horrified at first because well they were poopy and I didn't know where the poopy butt was! I looked in the toliet to discover that there was poop in the toliet too! As I turned to go to Owen's room he appeared in the bathroom doorway, fully dressed in a new pair of PJ's, (the shirt was on backwards).

From this experience I learned that my child is big boy enough to dress himself, complete with a fresh pair of underwear. Now, if he could only start a load of laundry and wipe his own butt we would be all set!