Fifty two and a half weeks old.
Max playing with his new toys, and discovering floor-to-ceiling mirrors at Fiona, Davo & Mat's housewarming.
Max with his great ride-on bee! He'll learn how to get on it soon enough, and then he'll be skittering all over the house!
"Hey, look, I was given lots of loot yesterday, surely that camera is part of my haul as well, right?" reasons Max.
Max. You can see quite a few teeth here!
"So, am I you, or are you me?". Max ponders the ineffable.
Max knows that the best way to see what something is, is to put said something in his mouth. Hrmmm.
Max and mirror. Wheeeeee!
Max and mirror. And sock. (They just don't stay on...)
Max and mirror.
Max also knows to climb. So, if he can just climb into this mirror... And I haven't even read him any Lewis Carroll!!
Max and his mum.