Our sweet little boy is fifteen months old today. He's such a wonderful little guy, he loves giving kisses (which is a pretty recent development) and he loves snuggles. He's really trying to walk more and more now, I love watching him get up and walk a few steps, pause, and then walk a few more. Pretty soon, I won't be able to keep up with him, I'm sure!
Max loves bath time and brushing his teeth. If he sees the pool, he wants to go in and kicks his legs excitedly getting in. Getting him out of the pool sometimes even results in tears.
He's starting to get the body parts and even said "eye" today, poking both me and Z in the eye. He's obsessed with airplanes and always stops doing what he's doing to stand up and point at the airplane flying by.
He loves his sister, even if she might be a little rough with him sometimes. He just beams when she walks into his room and waves at her, saying "hi".