Maxwell's Bloggy Woggy: Happy Tantrum Thanksgiving!

Gongong, Popo, Belle, and uncle Peter came over for Thanksgiving:

So for thanksgiving, all I ate was Pumpkin pie. And not the whole pie. Just the custardy part. Yah mama made it from scratch. And the texture wasnt quite right ( Gong Gong was not a fan.) but I loved it.

Because who wants to eat turkey, stuffing, mash potatoes, and lambchops??? Gross!!!

Did you know that you can exist on a diet of cupcakes?

Every week, we celebrate someone's birthday at school

Every birthday at daycare is Maxwell's birthday!!!

Mommy and Daddy got me these toy cupcakes. I like to put candles on them and then sing Happy Birthday to myself.

So lately I've been a bit... emotional. Particularly during Thanksgiving weekend. I would wake up, get something that I asked for, and of course, start screaming and crying about it. Just because,

My signature move is throwing myself on the ground while screaming and rubbing my snots all over the carpet. It's dramative and effective, I feel.

Another effective strategy is to cry and scream so hard that I puke! I did that on the couch. The Carpet, In the foyer. and in the Kitchen. Works like a charm.

I also like to blow my nose hard so that all of my snots come spilling out of my nostrils and onto my upper lip. Then I like to either lick all the snots or push them into my mouth with my fingers. Because Mommy always gets mad when I do that. Works every time.