Des feeding Max a stick. Problem is, Max eats sticks.
FaceTiming with mom while she’s at a conference in Nebraska City.
Tag Archives: Max
September 13th, 2015
Des and max playing around on a sunday morning
Walking back from the farmers market, Des wanted a change of pace
Hard to walk through Elmwood without a pit stop at the playground
“Is your mama a llama?” I asked my friend Dave. “No, she is not,” is the answer Dave gave.
September 9th, 2015
Finally some great deck weather
July 11th, 2015
Des and Max patiently waiting for Mom to get this walk show on the road.
Des ready to help dad install the child locks (wait, we’re doing what?!)
All I need this this drill box…
Shopping for grandma Anne’s new bicycle, decided to model the baby trailers
Just need some phonebooks
And still not certain about these cart things
Looks can be deceiving, not a successful sip from mom’s water bottle
Goofing around with mom and Max
I Want to Break Free
Des and Max scheming their way out of baby jail
June 30th, 2015
When “we” wake up at 4:15am and won’t go back to sleep, mom gives up and we walk the dog in our pajamas.
Who has two thumbs and literally wakes up smiling? This guy.
Decorah, part 3
Three generations: David Irving, Desmond Irving, Irving Anthony
Pit stop in Ankeny, Hawkeye Park
Driving by 1311 W. 1st St, Dad’s second house until age five and moving to Council Bluffs
…shared a room with great Aunt Molly, helped put her belt on, dug a hole through the basement room wall with the door stop (Mom patched for the umpteenth time before moving), walking to the library with pond, my dear blanket, drank koolaid and ate popcorn w/ ketchup while mom was pregnant (and mint chocolate ice cream), met my sister, learned how to ride a bike, Mr. Good, watched Dan Rathers while eating Mac & Cheese, corn and fish sticks, picnicked out back with Kellie and wicker paper plate trays, eating frozen grapes, big wheel parade, annual broadcast of the Wizard of Oz on TV, Kellie stuck under the TV cart, first Halloween costumes, vacuum cleaner, bouncy rocking horse, picking grapes from the bushes, played with Jason England’s Star Wars figures (“lost” during the move to CB), rode several blocks west to Jason’s house on a big wheel, asking mom if we were taking a nap to determine the feasibility of sneaking upstairs to watch TV while she was sleeping
A boy reunited with his dog
May 9th, 2015
Mom and max go for walk, Des goes for rolling nap
