Max got his two month shots today. The poor little boy, he was in so much pain all afternoon. I missed my happy, smiling boy so much. It killed to see him screaming for a couple of hours. There was nothing we could do to make him feel better, and he just looked so scared. We couldn't explain to him that it wasn't going to hurt forever, couldn't explain that we loved him and that we were sorry. We just cuddled him and tried to make him feel it. This much love definitely hurts.
|Max at the doctor's office, before his shots|
Max has been getting a lot stronger lately. He has learned to sit up, and he loves it. He'll get fussy once in a while until we sit him up (holding him under his arm pits of course). He just loves to sit like that and look around. He feels all strong and independent and it's just adorable! He seems to be looking intently at shades of yellow now also, and he loves going outside. He enjoys staring at the sky and looking at the contrast of the trees above him against the blue sky. He chats away and smiles for us all of the time. He's quite the social little guy. He even smiles for strangers when they talk to him!