Here was my message to my FB friends tonight: "We were celebrating Max Maher's first full day wearing big-boy pants without an accident. We were jumping around, dancing, yelling and screaming, having a great time and then, as if to help us appreciate the moment... a little puddle forms on the floor below him. +m2 P.S. We moved a little and kept dancing. I think I might have tickled him too much."
You were so close! You're getting there buddy - and I love you!
Blessings,
Max's Dad (Michael)
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