Stuff Happens....

Back story...Grandpa and Grandma Alton took a trip to the Oregon Coast last week. They brought back gifts for their grandsons only. The gift of course was a really nice train engine that lights up and makes sound. It also moves when pulled back and let go.

Wesley loves his train and will not sleep without it next to his bed (it is the red thing on the ottoman). He takes it with him everywhere...all over the house, in the car, to the store...everywhere. Max's train is on my dresser so that Wesley does not try to claim it for his own as well, though he has been very good about giving Max his train.

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Max has a new trick, he can now push himself from his tummy to a sitting position. Well most of the time, sometimes all he manages to do is push himself backwards...usually into a random piece of furniture, where he gets stuck and cries until I unstick him.
This picture is called...What Happens When Mommy Doesn't Pay Attention. Max managed to do his half crawl into the kitchen and knock over the cat's water dish. This got his cute Fourth of July outfit all wet, scared Max, and created a mess for me to clean up.