Watching Max grow

My great-nephew, Max, is a working his way toward his second birthday this summer.  For twenty years there have been no babies in our immediate family, so we are fascinated by him as if we are creatures from another planet who have never seen a toddler before.  He charms us effortlessly and we are delighted by the smallest gesture of affection that we receive from him.  In about one month, he will be joined by a sibling, a sister already named Maggie.  But until she arrives and I am doubly under the spell of these tiny ones, I’ll be chasing around the little guy who wears these black Chuck’s…