Happy Hanukkah. And Christmas. And even Quanza.

My Dads taught me to always include everyone. Hopefully I didn't offend you.

Love Maxwell

8 Crazy Nights. The holidays are among us.

My Dads' friend, Josh, had a lovely holiday party where lots of drunk people kept asking to hold me. My wise Dads said "hell no." The best part of the party was when my Dads asked me to start crying to rescue them from an awkward conversation with a woman who would not shut up. They've trained me so well.

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It's below 70 degrees in LA...Brrr...

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One Year Check-Up: "Growing long, not wide."

So this week was my one year check-up with the doc. Everything is going well. I'm 30.5 inches tall (80th percentile) and 21.1 pounds (20th percentile). I've got six teeth. And two awesome dads. Seriously, that's what the doc said.

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Maxwell's Distinction

BAD HAIRCUT.

GOOD HAIRCUT.


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MAXWELL'S FIRST HAIRCUT: "I was a trooper. My Dads are still recovering."

It finally happened. My Dads grew a set and finally took me to get my first haircut. Yeah, I cried... but not because I was scared. I cried because the lady cutting my hair had really bad breath. In the end, I'm pretty happy with the way it looks. You be the judge.

BEFORE

DURING

AFTER

Love Maxwell