BUSTED!

I caught Dax eating food in his favorite method ... shoving every bit he can into his mouth and then hope it slides on down. In this case (bananas) it works rather well, not as good with chicken and bread.

You can also see his stylish Scooby-Doo bandaid covering up the split in his chin he acquired Wednesday night when he fell and hit the edge of our bed frame with his face. He got about a one centimeter gash in the corner of his chin. We didn't think it would need stitches (a stitch is all that would fit probably) so we just wiped it with anti-bacterial wipes, put Steri-Strips on, covered it with Scooby and called it good. We dosed him up with Tylenol that night and he needed a half-dose the next morning for the soreness, but he's back to our Happy DaxMan again now!



And this is Julia demonstrating The Way Things Are At Our House ... Dax gets a present in the mail (Thanks Aunt Angela, Tio Nacho and Elena!) and Julia plays with it. Eventually we will convince her that it is Dax's gift and yelling "NO DAX! MINE!!" at him each time he tries to play with it will only result in you not getting to play with the toy at all and then she will reluctantly share, but only the pieces that she doesn't want.