Year: 2005

We’ve put Maxim through a behavioural test today. Don’t get scared yet, we didn’t do anything even remotely cruel to him.

Olga and I went to visit Vladimir. A small celebration of his birthday and a showing of Maxim to Vladimir’s parents were our goals. Obviously, we took Maxim with us.

He was behaving surprisingly well. At first we were a little bit worried about how he would handle himself, since he is misbehaving (wakes up too often, doesn’t take the breast properly, spits the milk – these sort of things) during the last couple of days. But with every moment we were getting more and more confident.

Maxim fell asleep in the car. And he basically slept through the next couple of hours. Than he woke up. I took him in my hands and calmed him down a bit. Than put him back and he slept for yet another hour. After that he asked for food. Very politely I must say. Olga fed him. Maxim went back to sleep.

Isn’t he one cute baby that can be carried around parties? Sure he is. Now we’ll have to confirm his behaviour with more going out.

Today Maxim invented a new game. Actually, I don’t know if it is completely new, but he didn’t have any communications with other kids and noone who came to our house taught him it, thus I assume that he invented it. It is called “Catch a Poo”.

The game is simple, but is a lot of fun and helps to develop prediction skills. Two teams can play, which can be one person or more each. One team, which was represented by Maxim today, lays on the changing table and holding legs up tries to poo everything it can. The other team, which was represented by me, has one diper which must be used to catch all the poo. For more fun it is recommended to switch off the lights and play in the dark. For even more fun it is recommended for the Poo team to have diarrhea.

It has been a while since I did any sporting activities, so I lost completely. 2:0. In the first round Maxim managed to poo his bed, all the blankets, his clothes, and a stock supply of dipers. In the secod round he confirmed his victory by drawing a line on the floor, marking the termometer and destroying a bunch of wipes.

Even though I am sad because of the loss, I have to admit that he was really spectacular. He was so powerful and fast that I alsmot went to look for my Physics textbook. I wanted to check that he is not braking any rules or anything.

I also felt better when I saw how happy Maxim was about his win. He was smiling all the way, waving his hands and legs and shouting “Agu! Agu! Aaaa! Agu” cheerfully.