Jeff and I had a long standing agreement, he'd name the boys and I'd name the girls - obviously I got the short end of the stick. Jeff named him Maximum because after the second child, he was done - at the maximum limit - that was it. So rather than Maximus (would think of butts, where do my children get this) or Maxim, he's Maximum and he is the most.
Children teach you humility, they teach you to forget about yourself and live for helping others. They astound you with their innocent questions, their wise observations and the truth they tell you about yourself. They teach you how precious life is when they get in trouble, how joyful life is when they achieve something they thought they couldn't do.
Children teach you to laugh again with one liners that put comedians to shame (without a single curse word) they teach you patience when you come upon a wrecked room right after you cleaned it, you learn with them to be a responsible adult, to love and respect each other, and to love yourself.
So my Maximum, nicknamed "the burrito" has given me WAY TOO MANY grey hairs and he's only 7 years old, but I wouldn't change a thing 7 years ago.....it was a great day to have a baby and a birthday I'll never forget!
