Max....My Macaroni Man. He is more and more like his faher everyday. He is still my baby but everyday he needs me just a little less. He loves to make his own lunch but he is so slow. Peanut butter goes everywhere and there are always messes after...Iwouldn't change a thing. He loves to cook and I love that he responsible for his own lunch. He loves to listen to Mozart before bed. He climbs in his bed, reads andjust listens to his music. He is soo sweet to his mommy and is always available for a good cuddle or a mommy smooch. He sings to himself and loves art, science and math. Mostly, I just love those few moments where he has a ton to say..It cracks me up. He is so quiet and then bam...you can't get him to stop talking. He and Jonah will get to telling eachother jokes and Max will laugh and laugh. You have never heard anything so sweet as my little Mackey's laugh.
He is a fantastic big brother and loves to take time to teach the boys what he had learned. I think Christina going to middle school was hardest on Max because Christian always take such good care of him. When he doesn't have practice he wants to be on the field with his brothers.
There is no doubt that I have been blessed beyond my greatest imagination and I will continue to watch these boys grow and change into men. I pray that weare doing the best we can for them and I look forward to their future.









