Max and I hung out at his mom and dad's pad this weekend.
This kid is 11 weeks old - can you believe it? He's so healthy and a pretty happy baby. He was happy with me as long as he could see his mom and dad nearby.
I'm not usually much of a baby person, but seriously, lately I've been having the sad wishful feelings whenever someone talks about their cute kids.
I know we're not ready; I know it's not the right time. But I sort of wish we were.
For now, the house and Alex are enough baby for me.
