It's amazing how much stuff I forgot about infants, and Ben's very cool older brother Max isn't even two yet!
Makes me wonder how much other crap I've simply forgotten or buried in the back of my head...
I think we're starting to get the hang of having two kids though. The craziest part is that they seem to be on the same exact schedule. When it's time for one to eat, it's time for the other to eat. When it's time to change Ben's diaper, it's time to change Max's diaper. Crazy shit.
But the biggest surprise to me is how much more garbage there is. Every time I turn around I'm taking out another fucking bag of garbage. I should probably call the garbage company and tell them to bring me a second complimentary can, cause we're going to need it.
How's Max doing? Max is great. He seems to really like having a little brother. Sure he likes to steal Ben's pacifier and bottle from time to time, but who doesn't?