Matt and I bought Where the Wild Things Are for the boy last month. It’s become one of his favorite books, and he likes to talk to the little Max doll that he has.
Right now, the child is supposed to be in his crib falling asleep for his nap. Instead, he’s in there singing an ode to Max. It goes a little something like this:
“Maaaaaax. Maaaaaaaax! Max! Max! Mamadadamemenana. Maaaaaaaaax! Max. Haway, haway thow! [Hooray, hooray snow, from a song we sing] Maaaaaaax Maaax Max!”
Move over, Cole Porter. I think your place in the American songbook is about to taken over by my kid. He is killing me with the cuteness today.
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electradaddy said:
When mine are naughty they want to know if they’ll be sent to bed without dinner, like Max was.
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hollywoodfetus said:
If you were super rich, you could buy this for him (and then of course you would need to post pics…) etsy.com/listing…
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