This past weekend, we took a twenty-four hour trip up to Kansas City to see my family and exchange presents. Max loves Dinosaur Train and, when he saw his new shark toy, he was absolutely speechless. Then his cousins all got excited about his new toys, too, and he ended up holding all three of his new toys (including a dragon!) to his chest crying. It was a little sad to watch, but also extremely funny and will probably be the thing I remember most about the quick trip we took up to see everyone. My boy knows what he wants and he's not afraid to fight (or cry!) for it!
And yes! He is totally sporting angel wings that are at least five years old. He thinks they are butterfly wings.