max archives
““I told him ‘You have two choices: you can either die or die.’ And then he said ‘I pick neither.’””My 4 year old son Max, clasping a toy sword in each hand, referring to his conversation with an orc.
““I don’t have a sick kind of cold; just a normal kind of cold.””My 4 year old, Max. He didn’t have a cold at all; he had a delightfully productive bout with the stomach flu.