The Gorgeous Max

Sam's little friend.

They're very close. They share each other's food (sometimes stolen directly from hands or even mouths), copy everything the other does, (including tag team peepo, how cute!), want all the same toys, yet still don't actually recognise each other's existence. You've got to love 18 month olds.

Thankfully, Max's lovely parents recognised our existence; fed, watered, and entertained us, and a great afternoon washed away all residual tiredness induced grump (see yesterday's blip).

Happy weekend, everyone!