Olin

Um, I make loud noises. At Olin. Um. I want. Um. My horse wheels move like that. And he say Neigh. And he's a horse. And he has horse hair. Do you see? Do you see his horse hair? Yup. I'm going to pet him now.

Stacie in town, Olin commando-ing

Anna's longtime friend Stacie was in town this weekend -- we just had a nice night out, the 3 of us. Claudinea came over to watch the kids, and Max was wondering why "the girls" couldn't stay and hang out with him. "Maybe Stacie? Maybe just Stacie can stay, Daddy?" He loves his guests.


Olin seems on the brink of crawling, much different just in the last two days. You put him in the center of the rug, and try to close your eyes for a minute, and then he's eating a chair leg across the room. Scary.

Popped down to Menlo Park...

We saw Ilan, Hilary and Talia this morning at their house in Menlo Park. Nice to grab some sun. Max loved the park we went to... and we loved the bagels.

Olin grew a little.

Somewhere to write this stuff down...

Finally, we are breaking down and starting a blog. We need to write the crazy adventures of Max and Olin down somewhere, if only to purge them from our heads...

Max saw his first movie (Cars) last week, to help deal with the Chicken Pox, and starting today he began a perfect impersonation of Owen Wilson's voice (Lightning McQueen) saying, over and over, "oohhhh maaaannnn..." As in "oh man, we just missed the train!" Scary thing is he kind of looks like Owen these days too.


First "oh man" was cute. Second was not.