In between looking for houses with our agent this weekend, we found time to make it to the San Bernardino County museum. I must admit, I was not expecting much, but I knew Chris had really been wanting to go. I was pleasantly surprised and felt very knowledgeable about birds, the inland empire, and quartz upon leaving the building. Max was along for the ride, literally. He sat in his stroller and only woke up for milk and a picture in front of a train. Look how big he is!

Friday
Sunday
Chris is going to kill me for posting this one.




Max and Great Grandma Billie. "Thanks for the new quilt Grandma!" (Look at those fingers :) )



Funny face and receding hairline.
I just love him.
"Daddy, your whiskers are scratchy"