Max had a ball running and running and running. And it was great because there were no cars or many people, and if he fell in the lake, well, he'd float - 'cause it's the Great Salt Lake.
Following his shadow...
His pants kept falling down, partially because his diaper was so soggy. So I finally just took the diaper off, but then he peed on me and his pants, and well, his pants still wouldn't stay up ;)
And just seeing these pictures reminds me how thankful I am for all that Max CAN do. His biggest strength is gross motor. The boy can run! I know so many who can't even walk, or can walk, but are very unstable. Everyone has their challenges. Max's is communication. But looking back at yesterday's post, he really is doing well in most of the other 'milestone' areas. Sure, I get kicked in the face every time I change his diaper, but again, it's because he's so dang strong. And I need to dwell more on the positives these days!