Friday, September 18, 2009

What do you think happened to Max?

Max was so proud of himself that he learned how to ride a two-wheeler, and with some prodding from Caleb decided that he was good enough to ride down the hill by our house standing up. Needless to say, his face kissed the pavement and the result is as above. He healed quickly though, and all is well in Montana again.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ouch! Hope he is ok!

Maughan Clan said...

Okay Max!!! Your turn is over. You look so pathetic. I understand that you biffed it and you look worse now than you did!! Just be careful so you can grow up!! We want you to be around for a long time!!!

Lisa B. said...

I would guess a dare gone wrong. Perhaps one involving a vacuum tube???

Julie Pitcher said...

I'm giggling, because I see so many similarities in Eli and Max's GIANT spirits! Gotta go a hundred miles an hour and do bigger and better just to prove you can! Its evidence they are some of the strong ones...now, just where is my extra wisdom and patience to train this giant spirit???

brittanyc said...

I'm just glad to see that as soon as one body part heals, he's off to beat up another one! Poor kid! Hhmmm....another tree accident? What was it??!

Darin and Joanna said...

My guess.....he was on a tire swing, leaned backwards and didn't pick his head up in time and was scraped against the ground....ouch, that looks like it hurt! Get better Max!

Yaiya said...

Max! You pick a fight with a road and you are bound to lose. I know 'cause I have fought with pavement and have lost too. Tell Dad HAPPY BIRTHDAY from me.
I love you GUYS!!!

Jill Sorhus said...

I'd hate to see the other guy!! What doesn't kill us makes us stronger right! You're going to be the strongest little guy yet!!

Megs said...

Let me guess he was mutton busting and the mutton won. I hope he feels better. Poor guy. Would you please send him out with bubble wrap from now on. So let us know what he did. I read this post a week ago and have been waiting for the answer.

PS: On a different note some one saw my moms table that you and I made. He said to her "Let me guess, high school wood shop project." The nerve. I want to find him and punch him square in the nose. Then I thought about it those kids make some pretty awesome things. I am okay with his put down now. Okay I still want to punch the creep.