A few more of Max being sick. Sleeping with children is wonderful in theory, but my kids sleep like windmills.
I'm getting pretty good at gluing things back together, thanks to Millie and Max. Unfortunately, there were a few pieces that were just too small for this guy to be completely repaired. I think we'll call them hole-y wise men now.
We took the kids shopping separately to find something for each other. Max got a little distracted.
When you see pants lying on the floor, the logical thing to do is to put them on, even if they aren't yours.