Mr. Maximillian created a dish called blueberry pasta some time ago...
Playing with my cousin in the Bronx on Christmas day.
I guess he's had enough. "No taking pictures OK? Put it in your pocket!"
The first time in a long time that we didn't chop down the tree ourselves from the woods of Härryda.
Now that he is two years old, I finally convinced Leo to let me cut Max's hair. He looks like such a big boy! And considering how much squirming around he did, I think I managed to do a pretty good job, if I do say so myself.